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L A F I T T E 

A PLAY 
IN PROLOGUE 

AND 

FOUR ACTS 

BY 

LuciLE Rutland and Rhoda CAMERONtustnoa 



Copyright, 1899, by Lucile Rutland and Lucie Leveque 
Ayres, (Rhoda Cameron). All rights reserved 



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CHARACTERS. 



JEAN DURAND, .... afterwards Jean Lafitte. 
MARQUIS D'ACOSTA, belonging to the court of Ferdinand VII. 



DON MANUEL D'ACOSTA, 

MARIANA D'ACOSTA, 

PEDRO D'ACOSTA, 

BELUCHE, 

DELLONNE, 

LEON DUVAL, 

BELLA CARDEZ, 

DARBLEE, 

DOMINIQUE YOU, 

BAPTISTE, 

A STRANGER 

MOTHER AUGUSTUS, . 

LIZBETTE, 

FATHER POULARDE, . 

DOCTOR BORDE, . 

FATHER CUTHBERT, . 

CAPTAIN LOCKYER, 

CAPTAIN MCWILLIAMS, 

GOVERNOR CLAIBORNE, 

CHAIRMAN, 

SHIP CAPTAIN, 

OFFICERS, PASSENGERS, 



. his son. 

, . . his niece. 

. Mariana's brother by adoption. 

a soldier in Napoleon's army. 

. a sentry. 

a wealthy Louisianian. 

his step-daughter. 

proprietor of l' hotel des Exiles. 

his nephew. 

his negro servent. 

. an austere, elderly nun. 

a voo-doo of Barataria. 

a rubicund, self-confessed optimist. 

. the Pride's doctor. 

. the priest of Barataria. 

of the British navy. 

of the British navy. 

Governor of Louisiana. 

on the Committee of War Measures. 

of American vessel. 

of American vessel. 

of the Creole. 



MATE, ...... 

Politicians and legislators, two roysterers, Spanish merchants, 

nuns, pirates, hunters, grave-diggers, ladies and gentlemen, 

soldiers, servants, guards, and a messenger. 



PLACE. 

PROLOGUE .... Bayonne, France. 

ACT 1. SCENE I. . . L'hoteldes Exiles, New Ox\edins. 

" H. . On board ship, bound for France. 

ACT II. Vicinity of Lafitte's home, the Red House, Barataria. 

ACT III. SCENE I. Governor Claiborne's mansion, New Orleans. 

" 11. . . . . L' hotel des Exiles. 

ACT IV. . . . .An approach to New Orleans. 



TIME. 
PROLOGUE. 1808. PLAY, 1814-15. 



PROLOGUE. 



PROLOGUE. 

SCENE. A beautiful garden ; rustic tables and chairs ; to the right a 
castle, massive, elegant, imposing. Don Manuel D' Acosta, stand- 
ing on the veranda, absorbed in thought. Enter Marquis D' Acosta. 

MARQ. Manuel. — Manuel. 

MAN. You called.? 

MARQ. Of what were you thinking so intently.? 

MAN. A little plan that I imagine will surprise Napoleon somewhat. 

MARQ. He will at least reciprocate. He has prepared a surprise 
for us. 

MAN. How so.? 

MARQ. I have just heard that we are to be sent to-morrow to the 
castle of Valencay. 

MAN. The devil! 

MARQ. As " guests of France," our host feels that he must pro- 
vide better lodgings for us. 

MAN. Safer ones, you mean. 

MARQ. I warned you that your zeal for Ferdinand would lead us 
to prison. 

MAN. Long live his Majesty, Ferdinand the VII! 

MARQ. And Mariana must share our prison. 

MAN. Better that than freedom with others. 

MARQ. You talk like a youth. Mariana has French blood in her 
veins. 

MAN. She has Spanish blood in her veins too. She is your niece 
and my cousin. 



L A F 1 T T E . 8 

MARQ. She has no sympathy for Ferdinand. 

MAN, Because she has been taught to distrust him. Will Cap- 
tain Durand's company remain here or escort us to 
Valencay. 

MARQ. I do not know. 

MAN. it is incredible that you let her speak to that man. 

MARQ. He is not a lunatic. 

MAN. He is worse: he is a poseur. You know very well that a 
girl's admiration is always captured by such a tale of heroism 
as he has been at pains to have circulated. 

MARQ. What heroism.? 

MAN. An absurd story that Napoleon sent him with a message to 
the Empress; that five or six rowdy Spaniards, thinking to 
make a grand coup, and under the impression that they were 
military instructions, waylaid him and demanded the papers 
upon him 

MARQ. And then? 

MAN. Oh, then my gallant proved himself. He switched out his 
sword and bade them advance. And the men, not recogniz- 
ing him as a hero, advanced and were slain. 

MARQ. It was a brave act. 

MAN. If one accredit it, as you so generously do. 

MARQ. Manuel, I have used, and will use my influence in your 
favor. Beyond that I can do nothing. 

MAN. Say will do nothing, {exit.) 

MARQ. Poor boy! Poor hot-head! {enter Mariana.) 

MAR. What a beautiful day, uncle! 

MARQ. Hedged in as we are, I cannot see it. 

MAR. But overhead the way is all ours. 

MARQ. You are very light-hearted these days. 

MAR. There are so many beauties on beauties, and still out of 
sight and hearing, an infinite comfort, as if God had centered 
the Universe into a nesting hollow for us. 

MARQ. You know, Mariana, that I wish you to marry Manuel. 

MAR. Uncle— 

MARQ. You know that your father wished it; left vou his fortune 
only upon that condition. 

MAR. Yes, I know. 



9 L A F I T T E . 

MARQ. Think of these things. Do not let the caprice of a mon- 
ent weigh against the wishes of your dead, {exit ; Mariana 
sits absorbed in thought ; enter Jean Dura t id ; he has his left 
arm lightly bandaged ; he conies up behind her, puts his right 
arm around her. 

MAR. {starting) Oh! It is you. 

JEAN. I am jealous of those long thoughts of yours. 

MAR. Are you? 

JEAN. Jealous of all things that claim you; the winds that whisper 
to you all day long, the dreams that make you smile or sigh, 
the moon-beams that enfold you at night, the thoughts that 
bid you pay attention. 

MAR. I know a magician who converts all those things to his use. 

JEAN. I know an enchantress who makes him believe he does. 

MAR. He praises my eyes, my lips, my hair, and I lie awake at 
night thinking about the happiness and the wonder of their 
being beautiful to him. 

JEAN. The wonder would be in their being anything else. 

MAR. Even for my chance words, he creates meanings of wisdom 
and wit. 

JEAN. Because, like the sun's rays, they beautify even the small- 
est things. 

MAR. I am afraid he does not hear me; that he does not see me. 

JEAN. He loves you, sweetheart. God has put no appraiser in 
the world half so infallible as Love. Do you know why I 
was jealous of that long thought of yours.? 

MAR. No. {she bends her head and lightly touches with her lips his 
wounded arm.) 

JEAN. Because it seemed a sad thought. 

MAR, It was. I was thinking of Pedro. 

JEAN. Your brother.? 

MAR. Yes. Do you know, Jean, I am glad I cannot have the for- 
tune my father left. 

JEAN. I am glad that I shall be forever in your debt for the privi- 
lege of making you another. 

MAR. Even if I had not met you, I could never have married 
Manuel, and, in that case, the fortune would have reverted to 
the Church. 



L A F I T T E . lO 

JEAN. In that case it would have been your brother's happiness 

and privilege to have shared his with you 
MAR. My brother was not even mentioned in the will. That is 

why I am glad I cannot have the money. 
JEAN. What was his offense.? 
MAR. Nothing, that we know of. He is not really my brother, 

you know; only an adopted brother. 
JEAN. French.? 
MAR. No, Spanish; adopted by my parents before my birth, when 

they had despaired of having a child of their own. 
JEAN. Then he is older than you.? 
MAR. Ten years. 
JEAN. Where is he now.? 
MAR. We do not know. Five years ago, (when we left France to 

go to Spain, after my father's death) he ceased answering my 

letters. I begged him to write to me — to love me, but — 
JEAN. He is an ingrate. 
MAR. Oh, he is not. He is hurt and humiliated by father's will. 

He had been treated as a son during his life-time; he must 

have supposed he would still be treated as a son when father 

died. My heart aches for poor Pedro. 
JEAN. He ought to be a happy man. 
MAR. Happy.? 

JEAN . You pray for him — long for him — love him. 
MAR. I pray for others. 
JEAN. For me.? 
MAR. My best prayers. 
JEAN. And long for me sometimes.? 
MAR. Always — when you give me a chance. 
JEAN. If I were forced to give you a long chance.? 
MAR. Jean — 

JEAN. Let me speak to your uncle, sweetheart. 
MAR. It would be useless. 
JEAN. He is kind to you; he loves you 

MAR. He loves Manuel better. He is determined on the marriage. 
JEAN. But if he saw your happiness is at stake.? 
MAR. He would call it caprice. You see my father's will makes it 

easy for him to think desire, duty. 



II L AF I T T E . 

JEAN. Then marry me, sweetheart. Give me the right to make 
your peace secure. All that you have dreamed of me I will 
try to be; all that you have hoped for me I will work to 
achieve; all that you believe of me I will die to prove. Marry 
me, sweetheart. Say the yes that is in your eyes. 
MAR. {dosing them) My eyes are tell-tales which should be 

punished. 
JEAN, {kissing them) Your eyes are altar lamps to Truth. Say 

the yes that is in your heart. {Mariana ihrozvs her arms 

around him) My sweetheart! To-night.'' 
MAR. Oh, Jean— 
JEAN. This is our last day here. 
MAR. Last! 
JEAN. To-morrow Ferdinand and his Court will be removed to the 

castle of Valencay. 
MAR. And you? Do you accompany us.'' 
JEAN. I do not know. I have not yet received my orders 
MAR. You will not leave me, Jean.? 
JEAN. Does one leave the light, air, warmth, life.'' I shall come to 

you this afternoon. 
MAR. My uncle is calling — 
JEAN. All revoir, sweetheart. {kisses her; exit Mariana; Belitche 

enters R. U. 
BEL. {to sentry at hack') Is Captain Durand here.? 
JEAN {overhearing him, and turning up stage from L. I. E.) Ah, 

Beluche! 
BEL. You seem very happy. Are you not yet tired of your Span- 
ish watch.? 
JEAN. Tired.? I wish it might last forever. 
BEL. We shall have you Spanishized next; praising the senors; 

adoring the senoritas. 
JEAN. The senoritas — 

BEL. Thank heaven, I can hear your rhapsodies seldom. 
JEAN. You'll force me to think soon, Beluche, that some fair senor- 

ita has jilted you heartlessly. 
BEL. Would the thought suggest any caution? 
JEAN. You admit? 
BEL. I admit that to deserve is better than to possess. 



L A F I T T E . 12 

JEAN. Well parried! 

BEL. And, as ai^ainst polite Spaniards, 1 admit to a preference for 
honest cannibals. 

JEAN. {laiighiuiT) And the New World? 

BEL. And the New World. I have heard tales of it to make the 
heart beat and the eye lighten. 

JEAN. Fairy tales. 

BEL. Matters of fact; of wonderful furtune-making, of breathless 
daring. 

JEAN. Accomplished by whom? 

BEL. The Carthagenians {fiercely^ against the Spanish. 

JEAN. Oh — the Caribbean sea exploits? Pirates. 

BEL. 1 beg your pardon. Privateers. 

JEAN. I believe you are in earnest. 

BEL. I am going there. 

JEAN. To the New World? 

BEL. To the New World. Will you go with me? 

JEAN. My dear Beluche, impossible. 

BEL. Then good-by. I must hurry back, {exit) 

JEAN. Wait a moment. Beluche — What an eccentric! {looking 
towards Mariana's window) But he does not know that 1 have 
found a new world already, {exit; enter Pedro R, U. E.; he 
sees Jean exiting; looks after him gloomily) 

PED. Captain Durand! More officious than ever I presume, since 
the Emperor has been pleased to praise him. Confound the 
luck! To have to break off in the midst of my furlough for 
cursed gambling debts and threatened disgrace. However, 
my young Captain, you've been a sufficient thorn in my side; 
you won't have a chance to step in my shoes yet awhile. — 
I must see Manuel. Re-enforced as he will be by Mariana's 
furtune, his friendship appeals to me. {enter Manuel) How 
goes the world with my brother-in-law elect? 

MAN. Pedro! it is ages since we have heard from you. Mariana 
has been in much sorrow about it. 

PED. 1 hope then to give her added joy on her wedding day. 

MAN. Her wedding day? 

PED. The earliest time fi.xed by her father for her marriage is at 
hand. I assume your eagerness to profit by it. 



13 L AFl T TE . 

MAN. You assume hers too? 

PED. Why not? 

MAN. For the most potent of all reasons. She does not love me. 

PED. She says so. Women are fond of entreaty. 

MAN. 1 have entreated. 

PED. They are fond of mastery. You are faint-hearted, de- 
spondent. 

MAN. I am reasonable. 

PED. You speak your defeat. There is no other man, is there? 

MAN. Curse him! 

PED. What sort of man? 

MAN. Oh, a young swashbuckler, lately promoted to a Captaincy 
by Napoleon, — Jean Durand, by name. 

PED. That man! 

MAN. What of him? 

PED. She must not marry him. One thing more: do you love her? 

MAN. Pedro d'Acosta! 

PED. Your pardon. I had not thought of the fortune. Your own 
is sufficient guarantee against financial motives. 

MAN. I love her, certainly. 

PED. Then — 1 shall be able to help you. 

MAN. She will not listen to you. 

PED. I shall not ask her to do so. Do not let her know that I am 
in Bayonne. 

MAN. You wear a French Colonel's uniform. She will hear of you 
through Captain Durand. 

PED. She will hear only of his Colonel, whose name is Tolosa. 

MAN. But you? 

PED. I am Colonel Tolosa. Five years ago I dropped the name of 
my adopted parents, and assumed that of the little Spanish 
town in which I was born. 

MAN. You joined the French armyl 

PED. For which you shall be thankful. To return to Mariana: 
there is no use arguing with a woman in love. We must pit 
our wits against Durand's, letting her know nothing of our 
interference. Go to her. Press your suit, besiege her with 
entreaty. Determine to win and you shall. 

MAN. If you speak truth — 



L A F I T T E . 14 

PED. There is no if but in yourself. Sweep aside all denial, rush 
her along the current of your will; make her breathless, 
powerless. ^ [When she recovers, she will admire, love you. 

MAN. Pedro—'. 

PED. No thanks. I'll help you, if you will help yourself. 

MAN. When shall 1 see you again? 

PED. Leave that to me. /In re-coir, (exit) 

MAN. ieniliusiastically) if Pedro be right! — {enter Mariana ieith( 
a hasket for gathering flowers') 

MAR. Uncle has t>een seeking you, Manuel. 

MAN. (advancing towards tier) And you? 

MAR. (^purposely misunderstanding) He did not need me. 

MAN. Hdiveyoit been seeking me? 

MAR. Why should I? 

MAN. Why, indeed! You know that my love needs no bidding; 
that it is — 

MAR. That it is very unbidden. 

MAN. That it is the sum of my existence; that it has ruined my 
life for all things save worship of one idea — you; longing for 
one good — you; hatred for one opposition — yours. 

MAR. 1 must gather my flowers. 

MAN. {savagely) You are in a cutting mood. Allow me to hold 
your basket for you. 

MAR. It will do as well on the ground. ( she lets it fall to the ground; 
Manuel picks it up.) I prefer it on the ground. 

MAN. I prefer to hold it. 

MAR. But as the basket is mine — {goes to take it.) 

MAN. {retaining it) And you are mine — 

MAR. You know my answer to that. 

MAN . My dearest, in the days when our great, great uncle was a 
corsair — 

MAR. Spare me the recital of his feats. 

MAN. He would have made short shrift of your little sins of hes- 
itancy and doubt. 

MAR. Hesitancy! 

MAN. He would have seized you, body and soul. He would have 
understood no denial. He would have seen no sense in it. 

MAR. A corsair you called him. Another name for thief. 



15 LAFITTE, 

MAN. For poetry, freedom, reckless bravery! 

MAR. For underhandedness and skulking cowardice. I abhor his 
very name. 

MAN. That is impossible. It is also mine. 

MAR. Your boast of it does you no credit. 

MAN. Mariana, my best beloved, do not drive me to desperation. I 
am patient. 

MAR. I am not, especially when you seek to overawe me by tell- 
ing me what a notorious pirate would do in your place. 

MAN. But I— 

MAR. Please give me my basket. 

MAN. You are not so severe on all adventurers; Captain Durand, 
for instance. 

MAR. Captain Durand! 

MAN. Yes. Do you suppose I do not see how he has hoodwinked 
you into admiration, love perhaps, by his tales of valor and 
gallantry. 

MAR. Please give me my basket. 

MAN. You shall not put me aside in this manner. You shall re- 
alize that I love you and that you shall love me. 

MAR. Why such vehemence since you are confident.? 

MAN. Because you are cruel; because day by day you torture me. 

MAR. I have never given you any hope. 

MAN. You give me none now.^* 

MAR. I give you none now. 

MAN. Ha! ha! " Sweep aside all denial; rush her along the cur- 
rent of your will. When she recovers, she will admire, love 
you." 

MAR. What? 

MAN. There is your basket, (exit) 

MAR. What did he mean.? I wonder — Oh, I wish Jean would 
come, (enter Jean) Well.? 

JEAN. Bad news. Col. Tolosa has returned. 

MAR. He orders you — ? 

JEAN. To remain here. 

MAR. Oh! 

JEAN. He must have divined, you see, that I wanted to go. 

MAR. Despicable! 



L A F I T T E . i6 

JEAN. But he cannot divine the glory and happiness that will be 
mine in remaining, since you will remain with me. 

MAR. You don't think, Jean, that there would be any hope of 
gaining uncle's consent? 

JEAN. There would be scant time in which to gain it. {enter Pjdro 
ami Manuel at back) 

MAN. Manuel, too — You have no idea how insistent Manuel has be- 
come, almost to the point of threats. 

JEAN. Ah, put an end to such unpleasant possibilities, sweetheart. 
Let us be married to-night. Father Cuthbert is here — has 
just arrived. 

MAR. Father John Cuthbert.? 

JEAN. The same. Do you know him.? 

MAR. He was our parish priest in the old days in France. Pedro 
and 1 used to walk with him often. 

JEAN. He is one of my best friends. 

MAR. Will he be here long.? 

JEAN. Unfortunately, no. He is only going through — will be leav- 
ing in the early morning for America. But are you not glad, 
sweetheart, that he is here to marry us.? 

MAR. Yes. 

JEAN. I had almost forgotten. 1 must get a ring. 

MAR. {touching the ring on his left hand) This will do. 

JEAN, {taking it off) What! This little silver thing.? It is all 
battered. 

MAR. {taking it from him) But more precious so than if chased by 
the finest workers of France; bent, and nearly broken, and 
stained with blood, it is an earnest of my lover's valor; of the 
fearless worth that won him his Emperor's commendation. 
{she kisses the ring, and slips it on her finger) 

JEAN. Did I not tell you, sweetheart, that your thoughts, like the 
sun's rays, beautify even the smallest things.? Now listen. 
To-night, whenever my best opportunity offers, I shall come 
to you. I shall make my presence known by softly singing 
the refrain of " IMon Coeur a Tot." If all be well, come down 
to me in the garden. 

MAR. Oh, Jean, there is a great white tempest in my soul! It 
awes me. 



17 L A F I T TE . 

JEAN. There is a greater one it seems to me in mine, but it does 
not awe me. It builds me — up to heaven. For the last time, 
my precious one, good-by. 

MAR. Good-by. 

JEAN. To-night. Uie kisses her; exeunt Jean and Mariana) 

MAN. {advancing) You see the result of "sweeping aside all de- 
nial." It has hurried her into marriage. 

FED. It has done nothing of the sort. They were bound to fmd 
some excuses for marrrying. 

MAN. They shall not marry. I'll warn my father — lock her in — 

FED. And ruin your chances forever. 

MAN. I have no chances. 

FED. If you will give me Mariana's fortune for my good offices, I'll 
ensure you the defeat of your rival. 

MAN. Mariana's fortune! 

FED. What I shall do requires care and planning, and is not un- 
accompanied by risk. You have an ample fortune of your 
own. I have, thanks to my father's kindness, nothing — less 
than nothing, since 1 am deeply in debt and in danger of dis- 
grace, even dismissal from the army. 

MAN. But Mariana's fortune— 

FED. Will be yours. 

MAN. 1 cannot promise that. 

FED. Then I cannot risk what I had thought of. 

MAN. It would be useless. I have no chance. 

FED. Certainly Durand seems to have left you none. 

MAN. Damn him! 

FED. He was not even ruffled by Mariana's confession of your 
desperate wooing. 

MAN. I'll kill him! 

FED. {amused) As for your threats, he did not consider them. 

MAN. {turning fiercely upon him^ Stop that! 

FED. {coolly and indifferently) Good-by. {going) 

MAN. Fedro! W/11 you not see the folks and use your influence 
with Mariana.? She might listen to you. 

FED. I think it very unlikely. 

MAN. Wait a moment. What if your plan should fail.? 

FED. What plan.? 



L A F I T T E . i8 

MAN. About Durand. 

FED. It would not fail. 

MAN. Mariana, of course, would know nothing of our agreement.? 

FED. Certainly nothing 

MAN. Very well then. 1 do not believe it possible for me to win 
her, but it will be a satisfaction to have outwitted Durand. 

FED. {hiiiiifi/ig hun a pencil and paper upon which he has been writ- 
ing.) Will you sign this.'' 

MAN. My word is sufficient. 

FED. Certainly. Yet as a matter of business, I prefer to have 
your signature. 

MAN. I do not believe anything will come of It- {signs ) 

FED. Your marriage will come of it. But there is no time to lose. 
Come with me. {exeunt; night has come on, the moon is ris- 
ing; enter Jean) 

JEAN. Dellonne is on watch. I'll — Why, Beluche! {enter Beluche) 

BEL. I could not leave without asking you once more to come with me. 

JEAN. How leave.? Have you resigned from the army.? 

BEL. I have. I am disgusted with Napoleon's manner of treating 
the Spaniards; sick of inaction. Come with me. 

JEAN, {laughs) My dear Beluche, will the fair senorita allow 
your departure.? 

BEL. What senorita.? 

JEAN. The creator of this restlessness, this love-hate. 

BEL. Do I look like a fool.? 

JEAN. Heaven forbid! 

BEL. Heaven has nothing to do with it. I am a fool. 

JEAN. My dear Beluche — 

BEL. I bear on my shoulders a convict's brand — not a regular 
mark, but the scars of lashings. I am a young man no longer 
because seven of my years have been spent in prison — a 
prison to which my fair senorita and her Spanish hypocrites 
sent me. And it is still a daily humiliation to me that she has 
a miniature of me to show her friends; the fool whose face 
she placed upon a serpent's head — a fitting locket truly. 
Frobably Antonio Cardez dangles it at his watch chain now-_ 
the fat, insentient beast! — the very kind of man sure to ex- 
hibit jewelry on his expansive front. 



19 L A F I T TE . 

JEAN. My dear Beluche, 1 had no idea — 

BEL. You have none now — about Spaniards. Are you not under 

command of a Spanish colonel? 
JEAN. He must be French at heart since he is a commanding officer 

in Napoleon's army. Do you know him.'* 
BEL, No, I have never seen him. 

JEAN. 1 will confess to you that without reason — simply on in- 
stinct — ^the best support for your plea lies in my intuition 
about that one Spaniard. 
BEL. Ah! 

JEAN. But the fact remains. I have no cause to hate the Spanish. 

If I should ever have, and if my chances of avenging myself 

should be forever lost to me in the Old World, then I will go 

with you to the New. 

BEL. Then! To-morrow and her dupes! Good- by. Remember 

that I liked you. (exit) 
JEAN. Poor Beluche! (sentry passes at ImcK). Dellone — (sentry 
salutes'). I'll relieve you of duty for awhile. Hold yourself 
in readiness to return at a signal from me. (Sentry salutes 
and exit ; Jean looks after him, tttrns to Mariana's window and 
is advancing towards it, tvhen Manuel appears,) 
MAN. Good evening. Captain. 
JEAN. Good evening. 

MAN. (descending into the garden) Do you go with us to-morrow } 
JEAN. I do not. 

MAN. Have a cigar.? (offering him a cigar) 
JEAN. Thanks. I have just had one. 
MAN. Not with me. Try one. (Jean takes a cigar) 
JEAN. Thanks. {Manuel offers him a light, then lights his own 

cigar) 
MAN. I suppose there is no telling when we shall see you again.? 
JEAN. We may meet. 

MAN. In case we don't, will you remember that I am much in- 
debted to you.? 
JEAN. For what.? 

MAN. Oh, a thousand things. You do not, I see, estimate rightly 
the appreciation you provoke. 



L A F 1 T T E . 20 

JEAN. I— 

MAN. Shall we walk? [Jean stands da^ed) Are you ill? 

JEAN. Nothing. . A little dizziness. . . (^staggers to bench 
near table, sits and sinks face downward upon the table ; Man- 
uel watches him, then beckons to a servant who enters, hearing 
a bottle of liquor ; exit senant ; Manuel drinks from the bottle, 
then empties the remainder of the contents upon the ground and 
places the bottle on the table by Jean. He then exchanges his 
hat and cloak for those of jean, goes to Mariana's window and 
softly sings Mou Coeur a Tot. After a moment, her door opens 
and {Mariana comes down to him with extended hands. CManuel 
hastily wraps her cloak around her and leads her down the garden 
path. Exeunt Manuel and Mariana. Then from the distance, 
comes a cry of fear and horror) 

MAR. {without) Jean! Jean! (Jean starts up at the cry, but falls 
clawed and helpless, back into a troubled sleep. A short si- 
lence; then a sudden alarm sounds. Lights flash. <iA cry be- 
hind the scenes: "The prisoners have escaped! " and a group 
of soldiers, led by Colonel Tolosa, rushes on the scene. ) 

PED. Who is on watch? 

DELL. Captain Durand. He relieved me half an hour ago. {they 
see Jean asleep ; Pedro goes up to him ; picks up the bottle at 
his side and lets it fall to the ground. Jean raises his head ; 
struggles to his feet.) 

PED. Captain Durand, you are drunk. You were sleeping at your 
post ; you have allowed your prisoners to escape. What have 
you to say in your own defense? 

JEAN, {staggering semi-conscious to centre.) Mariana 
{falls.) 

PED. ( looking him over coldly.) Remove his sword and order a 
summons prepared for a court-martial. 

CURTAIN. 



ACT I . 



ACT L 



^ 



SCENE I. Six years later. U Hotel des Exiles; New Orleans. A 
large, dark-paneled, low-ceilinged room. Enter Leon ^uval and 
Pedro. 

DUV. You resided in Spain until within the last few years, did you 
not? 

PED. Yes; our family belonged to Ferdinand's Court, but when 
His Majesty was overthrown, our fortunes all suffering in the 
downfall, my uncle removed to New Orleans. 

DUV. Where your own overthrow was completed by Cupid. To 
be frank with you, you are perfectly eligible to my daughter's 
hand ; — I like you — but owing to her youth and the great 
wealth that will be hers, (she is my sole heir) I am constrainea 
to caution. Personally, the weight of my authority will be 
in your favor, but in the meantime we must wait until you 
have money enough to raise you in worldly minds above the 
suspicion of fortune hunting. 



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PED. For your frankness, even though it wound me, I thank )'0u. 
My only protest arises from suspense lest in the interim Bella 
should prefer another; even that she may prefer another now. 

DUV. I have never had any trouble with women, no matter who the 
woman. All that is necessary is to coax them in the proper 
way, so as to make them think they are yielding through 
grace and not necessity. 

PED. A rare art. 

DUV. An easy one. I pledge you my word that Bella will wed as 
I dictate, (enter several legislators and politicians.) 

ist POL. It is plain to see that the British have designs on this 
city. 

ist LEG. They won't amount to anything, (enter 'Beliiche.) 

DUV. They will amount to ruin, unless Lafitte be checked in time. 

2nd POL. Confound it all, he must be. 

DUV. He is not only a terror to the State, a growing paralysis upon 
its commerce, but a menace to the entire country; uncatchable, 
unrestrainable. 

PED. The country's trade with Spain has been well nigh ruined. 

ist LEG. Yes and her neutrality laws put at naught. 

DUV. Worse still; the entire respectability of the State is being de- 
bauched underhandedly into complicity with this Emperor of 
Barataria under penalty of being ruined. 

2nd LEG. The Governor must be urged to act. 

ist POL. He cannot remain unheedful of the petition we will send 
him. 

DUV. To business ! {exeunt,) 

BEL. Ha ! ha ! Petition av/ay, my gallants ! The man who from 
public disgrace has been able to build himself into a power, a 
whole country fears because it cannot subdue, need have no 
apprehension arising from petitions. Jean Durand of the 
French army was a very different man from Jean Lafitte, 
Emperor of Barataria. " If he should ever have cause to hate 
the Spanish! " he promised me. The cause must have been 
grievous — a woman, of course — the cause is always a wo- 
man, though Jean has said nothing to me about it. However, 
she has made him a good hater. For that much I am beholden 
to her. — But I must see Lafitte about the Creole. I have sus- 



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picions about that ship . He has been away so many months, 

the men are becoming unruly. I had thought to find him here 

looking up old Darblee about his protege, Dominique, {enter 

'Baptiste.) Has Master Dominique returned, Baptiste? 
BAP. No sah, not jess 'zactly. I'ze lookin' into dis week fo' 'im. 
BEL. Still got that little habit of looking into things? 
BAP. Yes sah, an' dat minds me. Does you know, marser, if dem 

bloodhounds bite hard? 
BEL. Pretty hard. 

BAP. Is dey any chance fo' a man to git 'way fum em? 
BEL. They have been known to swim a stream and find the scent 

on the other side. Don't be foolhardy, Baptiste. 
BAP. Who me? / ain't got no idee 0' runnin' 'way, Naw, sah. 

I jess want to fin" out fo' a fren o' mine. 
BEL. Isn't Mr Darblee a kind master? 
BAP. Dey ain no better. Ef dat daid man dint hanker roun' 'ere 

so continuous — 
BEL. Whatman? 
BAP. Yo see dat mask over de door? Dat man's sperrit dogs me 

all de time;— v/on't even let anything stay whar I puts it. 

Dis very mornin', I had done put marser Darblee's slippers 
in de sun to air an' wen I went to look fo' 'em dey uz done 

gone, {wipes his forehead.) 

BEL. A thief, perhaps. 

BAP. Naw sah. Dey ain no body kin git in de co't widout me see- 
in' 'em. 

BEL. Mr. Darblee may not ask for the slippers, {exeunt; enter Dar- 
blee and Dominique.) 

DOM. And here is the old home again ! 

DAR. And the old uncle to give you welcome. 

DOM. Spain is a pretty far way off, eh uncle? 

DAR. But with Lafitte! — You know, Dominique, I have served 
Lafitte for years and yet have never seen him. 

DOM. You have no idea the wonderful man he is ! 

DAR. Yes? 

DOM. Oh, a man to admire, copy, love; a man to spend your life 
with, if it were not for Bella. How is Bella? Have you seen 
her? Is she well? — {notices a bulge in 'Darblee^ s pockets.) What 



26 L A F I T T E . 

on earth have you in your pockets? 
DAR. (pulling out a pair of slipper.''.) 1 bought them for you and wore 

them once to see if they were comfortable. This morning 1 

found them in the broiling sun, put there to air by Baptiste. 

Fortunately I was in time to save the coloring. 
DOM. Baptiste would seem to have opinions of your feet. Thank 

you, uncle. They are beautiful. 
DAR. Have you had any ecrevisse gumbo since you left home? 
DOM. No indeed; nothing so good, {he puts the slippers on a chair and 

walks to the right of mask door to take a look at the old place.) 

DAR. I wonder whether Baptiste has ordered those ecrevisses? 

{exit L ; enter Baptiste dusting Darblee^s hat; he sees the slippers: puts the hat 
down and takes the slippers up.) Baptiste. 

BAP. Lordy ! I done forgot 'bout dem ecrevisses! 
DAR. (without.) Baptiste I 

BAP. Yes sah. {Dominique re-enters just as baptiste hides the slippers in some 
out of the way place; baptiste exits.) 

DOM. It seems safest to follow uncle's example if 1 would have 

my slippers, {puts them in his pockets; deep sailor pockets, that make no 
bulges; enter Darhlee.) 

DAR. Tell me about that shipwreck. 

DOM. It was purely imaginary. 

DAR. What ! 

DOM. I dared not say I had not been shipwrecked when Lizbette 

said I had. Bella would have had no further faith in me. 
DAR. Nonsense. 
DOM. Of course. 
DAR. You don't mean — 
DOM. Yes I do — every time I think of the day I chanced to speak 

of that old voo-doo to Bella. — How about Baptiste? Is he 

still as much troubled by ghosts as ever? 
DAR. 1 suppose so. He's flightier than. ever, {enter Bdia.) 

DOM. (^catching both her hands.) At last ! 

BELLA. I received your note just in time, {exit Darbiee.) I told father 
I wished to go to confession, so he accompanied me to the 
Church. I must get back before he returns. And oh, what 
do you think? 

DOM. I love you. 



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BELLA. A most delightful thing has happened. 

DOM. You love me. 

BELLA. Be serious. Our love seems more hopeless than ever. 

DOM. What ! 

BELLA. I said seems. There is a suitor for my hand whom father 

insists that I shall marry and father himself is more inveterate 

than ever against the men he calls pirates. 
DOM. But you.? 
BELLA. Oh, I am glad that the suitor has come because otherwise 

I would never have been easy in my mind, I would always 

have been expecting trouble. 
DOM. Bella,— 
BELLA. Lizbette said there would be an obstacle more serious 

than all the others — even than the shipwreck. 
DOM. Lizbette be — 
BELLA. Dominique ! 
DOM. But I protest — 
BELLA. Now listen. Didn't you yourself tell me about Lizbette's 

wonderful prediction long ago? 
DOM. A coincidence. 

BELLA. {reprovingly.) Ah ! 

DOM. And I furthermore declare that I never was shipwrecked. 
BELLA, {claps her hatids.) Ha, ha! Lizbette said you would tell 

stories and get others to tell stories in order to shake my faith 

in her ! 
DOM. What is this suitor's name? 
BELLA. I can't tell you. 
DOM. I shall see your father. 
BELLA. I won't have it. Why, father might kill you, he is so 

wrought up over the doings of the pirates. 
DOM. Bah ! — That's a singular locket you have on. 
BELLA. Yes, isn't it? A serpent's head. 
DOM. {examining it.) Containing the miniature of a young man. 

This is the reason of your quiescence. Will you let me have 

this locket? 
BELLA. No, I will not. 
DOM. And you will not tell me your suitor's name. Very well. 



2?> L A F I T T E . 

I swear to you that I will find the man whose picture you 

wear, 
BELLA, {laughs.) You cannot. You can only trust me, 
DOM. 1 never thought you cruel before, {turns from her.) 
BELLA. 1 am not. {Dominique keeps away.) Dominique — Nick — 

DOM. {coming to her.) Bella — {enter T)arblee.) 

DAR. I have just discovered that Mr. Duval is in the next room. 

{exit.) 

BELLA, I must go. 

DOM. 1 will accompany you. 

BELLA. No, you mustn't. 

DOM. I may at least follow you with my eyes till you enter the 

Church, {exeunt; enter Baptiste; he goes to the place in which he had 
stowed his slippers; looks; finds them gone; exit quickly and apprehensively; 

enter "Dominique.) I have never seen my prospective father-in- 
law, so I'll try to get a glimpse of him, (listens tc some one ap- 
proaching) Baptiste, — "hanted," as usual, I'll bet. {he take; 
up Darblee's hat, puts it on the mask head and goes himself into the niche; 
Baptiste enters,) 

BAP. I mils' a made a mistake 'bout dem slippers, {goes to places; 

looks; falls more and more into bewilderment and consternation.') 

DAR. {calling without.) Baptiste. 

BAP. Yes sah. 

DAR. Bring me my hat, 

BAP. Yes sah. {turns to get the hat; gone ! his hand goes to his forehead.) 

DAR. {angrily) Baptiste! 

BAP. Yes sah. {begins a nervous, fumbling search.) 

DOM. (behind the mask, in a hollow voice) Baptiste — {Baptiste looks up and 

as he does so, the hat flies out to him; he yells and exits running; enter T>ar- 

hlee, angry, just as Dominique comes forth laughing.) 

DAR. Where is he.? 

DOM. Don't be angry, uncle. It's my fault that he didn't obey 

you. You haven't any time for anger any way. Isn't 

Bella pretty.? 
DAR. Very. Tell me about Lafitte. 
DOM, Eyes like stormy skies, A word, a question, and all along 

the cloud of eye-lashes, a lightning flash of challenge! 
DAR. So intolerant.? 
DOM. So right. 



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DAR. But still — 

DOM. She has a right to resent suspicion. 

DAR. She 1 I speak of Lafitte. 

DOM. Your pardon. I spoke of Bella. 

DAR. {coaxvigiy.) Lafitte — 

DOM. {lapsing into seriousness.) I'll tell you an impression I received 
more clearly than ever during this last voyage. 1 think La- 
fitte is looking for somebody — that he has some implacable 
purpose — and that when he finds the person or persons he 
seeks, there will be a relentless dav of reckoning for all. 

DAR. You think so? 

DOM. {nods his head.) All along the coasts of Spain and France he 
would take his dog and be gone for days together. 

DAR. But that — 

DOM. May mean nothing. I think differently, {looking at his watch.) 
Heavens ! I shall not be able to see my future father-in-law 
to-day. I must rejoin my ship, 

DAR. You will be back to dinner? 

DOM. Yes. All revoir. {exeunt; Bella enters just as Duval, Pedro and 
the others enter.) 

DUV. {in high feather.) Well, that's done ! 

ist LEG. And well done. The petition cannot fail to carry weight. 
DUV. Five hundred dollars reward for Lafitte's head should bring 
about results. 

BELLA. {advaming timidly.) It is blood money. 

DUV. What of it? 

BELLA. Pirates are men. 

FED. {smilingly and yet on the alert.) Does Miss Bella know any of them? 

DUV. {angrily, to Bella.) I will tell you this much: that if ever the nos- 
ing Britishers get into New Orleans, it will be by the aid of 
the pirates. This is no time to compromise with banditti. 

FED, {indulgently, protedingiy and proUngly.) Miss Bella spoke in ignor- 
ance. She can have no sympathy for pirates. {Duval and oth- 
ers discuss in pantomime at back.) 

BELLA, {impulsively.) She Can have — 

FED. {in "Bella's pause; watchfully.) A lover. {bows.) 

BELLA, {recovering herself ; trivially.) ^ lover ! I promised myself 
many before I left school. Have you ever been in love. 



so L A F I T T E . 

Mr. d'Acosta? 
PED. Cruel one ! 
BELLA. Have you any woman relative whom you remember 

and love.' 
PED. Yes. I have an only sister whom I love and who is very 

devoted to me? 
BELLA. Here? 
PED. Yes: but immediately upon the arrival of our family here, 

she entered a convent and is now on the point of taking the 

veil. 
BELLA. Oh, why? 
PED. An obstacle in love. 
BELLA. Did you try to help her? 
PED. 1 did all I could towards forwarding her marriage. 
BELLA. I'd like to know her. 
PED. I fear you cannot. She will only see her uncle and myself. 

BELLA. Poor girl ! — Father is going, {exeunt; enter matmel.) 

MAN. {looking after 'Pedro angrily.) Confound it ! Unconcerned about 
me now altogether, — has richer prospects in view. — I knew 
she wouldn't get tired of it. Instead she's going to take the 
veil. Curse me for a fool ! Fortune played in my hands di- 
rectly six years ago and I was soft-hearted and squeamish 
enough to be melted by a pair of pleading eyes and a half 
promise of yes, if Ferdinand should succeed, (rings bell.) H'l 
have the Marquis, at all events, safely out of the way. 

{enter Darblee.) 

DAR. Good morning, Don Manuel. 

MAN. Good morning. 1 wish to engage a room for a business 
meeting between Lafitte and the Spanish merchants. 

DAR. {eagerly; curiously.) You know? — 
MAN. {sternly.) To-day, at two o'clock. 
DAR. {relapsing into business.) The best? 

MAN. Certainly. 

DAR. It shall be ready, {exit.) 

MAN. The Spanish merchants lost no time in instructing me to en- 
gage a room when they received word that Lafitte would 
see them at last, and listen to their plea for compromise. It 
doesn't matter that 1 sent the massage. And the Marquis, 



L AF ITT E . 31 

who isn't a merchant, is as excited as any of them, because 
of his friends. He'll attend the meeting, no fear, and I shall 
have put that much more time between him and any message 
from the convent. — Confound it all, why doesn't that fellow 
come? [enter a stranger.] Ah, I was just beginning to think you 
late. 
STRAN. I could only get this. [showing a mstj^ priest's robe.] 

AlAN. So much the better. You'll look more genuine in rusty 
clothes. A priest should be economical. Now you under- 
stand that you are to ask for Miss d'Acosta; that you are sent 
to bring her to the bed-side of her dying uncle. 

STRAN. I understand all. 

MAN. Once out of the convent, you will drive to the little green 
cottage immediately above the city, near the Jesuit plantation, 
where I will meet you. 

STRAN. Very well. 

MAN. Be about // now. [exeunt severally; almost immediately, re-enter 
Stranger.] 

STRAN. It's very well and good to say be about it, but I need a 

few drinks to brace me up. [rings bell; enter Darhlee.] 

DAR. Good-morning. 

STRAN Let me have a good drink of whiskey. [Darbiee pours out a 

drink; Stranger drains it; experiments with his spine to see if he's braced; looks 

glooinv.] Let me have a good drink of whiskey. 

DAR. You've just had one. 

STRAN. Let me have a good drink of whiskey. 

DAR. When you've paid for the first. 

STRAN. Paid ! Don Manuel d'Acosta authorizes my demand. 
[Darhlee shakes his head.] What's more, I'm a priest. — Don't you 
believe me.? [enter two roisterers.] Gentlemen! Gentlemen! 
Here's a state of affairs. I call upon you to compel this /;oz/r- 
^^o/s to respect the credit of gentlemen, — to serve us drinks 
and as many as we want 1 

I St ROY. Drinks! 

2nd ROY. Come, host. Drinks ! 

DAR. I do not dispense them for the pleasure of beholding ineb- 
riates. 

ist ROY. What ! 



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32 



2nd ROY. Inebriates ! 

STR AN . Down with him ! [ih,v set upw Darblee and iliraw fnm.] 

ist ROY. We'll show you who's an inebriate. Hold him ! [/5/ Rqy- 
sterer seizes a bottle; Stranjrer and 2nd Roysterer fasten themselves on Darblee' s 
arms; ist Roysterer puts bottle to Darblee' s face.] 

DAR. By heaven, he'll punch my eye out ! 

ist ROY. [wavering in drunkenness.] It's what I think mysclf. I Can't 
find his damned mouth ! 

STRAN. Unstop the bottle ! [,st Roysterer unstops ike bottle; pours contents 
into Ttarblee'sface, aiming all the time for his mouth. T)arblee kicks, sput- 
ters and squirms. ] 

DAR. Help ! [enter Laftte; he knocks the Stranger aside scatters the Rqysterers 
and laughingly picks up TDarhlee-] 

LAF. [laughing.] What is it? A secret society function? 
DAR. High noon robbery and assault. That's what it is; —a de- 
mand for drinks without pay. [mpes his face J 
2nd ROY . [to Lafitte ] Who are you? 
STRAN, You think because you take us unaware — 

LAF. How about now? [draws; esceunt Roisterers.] 

DAR. [pointing to Stranger and laying a cautious hand on Lafitte' s aim.] He's a 

priest. 
LAF. Then he should be attending to his business rather than 

brawling about drinks, stranger turns off swaggeringly and exits, sing- 
ing Mon Coeur a Toi\ Lafitte starts; turns to T>arblee.] A priest, did yOU 

say? — Then he'd some excuse for wanting drinks. He has 
no love to keep his heart warm, no hate to make it hot. /'II 

pay for the drinks. [goes to door; calls] Friend ! [signs to Stranger 
to return; enter Stranger.) It is a chilly day. Will you ha\'e a 
drink with us? {Stranger hows awkwardly.) Come host, your best. 
[laying money on table-] Is it long since you joined the priesthood? 

[they drink.] 
STRAN. [nervously; gloomily.] Not ver\'. [holding out his glass.] Let me 

have a good drink of whiskey. [Lafitte lays money on table; Darblee 

pours out a drink.] 
LAF. Have you far to go to-day? 
STRAN. ifipsiiy] To the little green cottage immediately above the 

city. Let me have a good drink of whiskey, [LafiJte lays money 

on table; Darblee pours out drink and exits.] I must be going 
LAF. Do you walk? 



L A F I T T E . 33 

STRAN. No, sir! Drive. Come {hie) with me? 

LAF. {laughing) To the Httle green cottage? 

STRAN. Near the Jesuit plantation. I Uiic) remember. 

LAF. I congratulate you. Good luck. 

STRAN. {going.) To the little green Jesuit (///c) immediately above 
the plantation city, {exit; enter Darblee.) 

DAR. {bustling about.) Deplorable that I have such scant time in 
which to prepare, {confidentially and gleefully.) A great man 
is to be here in a little while — Jean Lafitte! 

LAF. You don't mean it! 

DAR. I do and I can show you no greater appreciation of the ser- 
vice you rendered me than to ask you to stay and catch a 
glimpse of him. 

LAF. Thanks. 

DAR. I'll wager you any money that the attacks on American ves- 
sels will cease now. 

LAF. Why? 

DAR. Because Lafitte has come home; because none of them is 
brave enough to cope against him; no, nor all of them put to- 
gether. 

LAF. You are a follower of Lafitte? 

DAR. {Startled into consciousness.) 1? You little know me. 
Powerful as Lafitte is and great and flattering as have been 
the advances he has made to me, 1 yet withstand him, humble 
though I seem. 

LAF. Splendid! 

DAR. And here are these royal Spanish merchants. For years 
they have been striving to at least compromise with him, 
and now to-day, mad with delight because they have at last 
received word from him that he will see then! 

LAF. {starts.) Has he sent them that word? 

DAR. Don Manuel d'Acosta has just a while ago engaged a room 
for the meeting. 

LAF. Don Manuel d'Acosta! {aside) And 1 looking for them in 
Spain! 

DAR. {anxiously.) You don't think Lafitte will disappoint them? 

LAF. {grimly.') No. I don't think Lafitte v/ill disappoint them. 
When do they expect him? 



34 L A F I T T E . 

DAR, To-day at two o'clock. Don Manuel — 

LAF. Do you know whether the Marquis d'Acosta live in New 

Orleans? 
DAR. Yes, he does. A beautiful niece of his — 
DAF. Ah! 

DAR. Came here with him once long ago. 
LAF. Here.? 

DAR. Right here, in this room. 
LAF. Do you know where the Marquis lives.? 
DAR. {reflectively.) No — 1 don't know the number. 
LAF. Do you know the street.? 
DAR. (jinore reflectively.) No, 1 don't, but I believe it must be 

somewhere in the Latin quarter. 
LAF. Thanks. Good-by. {exit,) 
DAR. A singular man, but not sharp enough to catch me napping, 

(enter several Spanish merchants.) 
ist MER. It is long before the hour, (looks at his "autch.) 
2nd MER. What of it.? T here are m.any things to discuss, (ejiter 

c7,1arqtiis d'Acosta and several merchants.) 
MARQ. What, here already ! 
3d MER. Your watch is slow. 

MARQ. {he and all look at their ioatch:-s.) Half past one. 
2nd MER. Twenty-five to two. 
ist MER. We Spanish merchants have been so particularly warred 

upon that I had despaired of our ever getting at this man. 
3d MER. My dear fellow, never despair. Show us the way, Dar- 

blee. (exeunt; led by Darblee; enter €Mariana and several 

nuns.) 
MOTHER AUGUSTUS. Is this the place.? 

MAR. Yes. {Mother Augustus rnotions to a man zcho rings the bell.) 
M. AUG. (/o M'triana.) You should give up that silver ring, Ma- 
riana, which seems to be so associated with worldly souvenirs. 
MAR. This ring ! Never, is it an amulet. At sight of it all faith 

is imperative, all beauty understood, all despondency a sin. 

(aside,) What is death.? He loves me still, (enter Baptiste.'^ 
M. AUG. Is the Marquis d'Acosta here.? 
BAP. Yes ma'am. 
M. AUG. Say to him that Miss d'Acosta is here and wishes to see him. 



L A F I T T E . 35 

him. 

BAP. Yes ma'am, {bows and exit.) 

MAR. {to ist Mini.) Will the preliminary of my taking the veil be 
at all binding? 

istNUN. No. 

MAR. (earnestly and candidly.) I wish to remain with you, but 
my heart is not and can never be indifferent to the joys and 
hopes that made life dearest. 

ist NUN. It need not be. 

M. AUG. She should strive to make it so. 

ist NUN. She is going to France, mother, where her young girl- 
hood was spent. {Motlier Augustus turns away.) 

2d NUN. What a singular mask over that door! 

MAR. I know all about that mask. I can't explain the uncontrol- 
able impulse that made me beg to know all about it and its 
hiding-place. Mr. Darblee finally, out of sheer courtesy, 
told me the secret, though up to that time no one but he and 
a nephew of his knew that there was a hiding-place con- 
nected with the mask at all, 

ist NUN. How is it.? 

MAR. It seems very simple. The door beneath the mask is a 
sham one, the floor in the passage-way is high enough to per- 
mit one to look through the mask standing and a touch on a 
certain part of it opens a secret slide in the wall; an other- 
wise undiscoverable, impregnable hiding-place. It's delight- 
fully tricky! See. (she goes laughingly by a side door to the 
back of a door beneath the mask and looks through it.) 

M. AUG. Mariana! Come down, (enter Mariana) You should 
be ashamed of yourself to be such a child. 

MAR. I can tell you the story of the mask. It is the mask of a 
dead pirate's head. He was killed long ago for some atrocity 
or other and his mask placed in this room by the Governor's 
order as a warning to the pirates who were in the habit of 
congregating in this place. The superstition obtained that 
when any of the pirates are in danger the spirit of the mur- 
dered man sends some human ear into his mask to baffle the 
plotters. 

3d NUN. Is that believed now.? 



36 L A F 1 T T E . 

MAR. Yes, by many. A generation or two ago, however, the 
house passed into the hands of Mr, Darblee's father, who of 
course, made it orderly and respectable. He had an addition 
built and being possessed by love of the mysterious and un- 
expected, had the secret slide put in the wall. 

2d NUN. It sounds like some of the stories about Lafitte.? 

MAR. isliuddc'r/ng.) Ah, not that name! I have a dread of that 
man. 

ist NUN. They say that he is terrible, but that he has always the 
honor of his word. 

MAR. [with sweeping contempt.) The honor of his word ! A thief 
honorable ! A leader in lawlessness, cruelty, shamelessness! 

3d NUN. 1 hope we may be spared. 

2d NUN. Oh, the pirates! There are no safeguards against the 
dangers that beset an ocean voyage. 

M. AUG. There is one safeguard all sufficient, — the Almighty. 
(enfer [Miirquis.) 

MARQ. Mariana, — your pardon, ladies, for having kept you wait- 
ing, but the occasion admitted of no neglect. 

^^. AUG. We have just come from your house where they told us 
you were here. We have been notified that our ship sails al- 
most immediately Mariana will barely have time to take the 
veil. 

MARQ. As trustee of her fortune, I have decided to see it safely 
with her in France, — the two chests; one of gold and one of 
jewels. 

MAR. Oh, thank you, uncle for coming with us! Is Pedro here? 

MARQ. No, he is not. 

MAR. I so v/ished to tell him good-by. {enter Manuel, baffled, en- 
raged, desperate.) 

MAN. Mariana! 

MAR. Mother Augustus, my cousin, Don d'Acosta. {Manuel bows. 

MAN. How happens it that you are leaving so soon? 

MAR. That the Captain knows better than I do. 

MAN. There has been no sudden good wind that he should thus 
hasten the time for sailing by twenty-four hours, (breaking 
from his angry sense of defeat into wild pleading.) And you? 
. . Don't go Mariana. Is there nothing 1 can say? 



L A F I T T E . 37 

MAR, Yes. Tell me about Pedro. 

MAN. I have no time for Pedro. — for anyone but yourself and my- 
self, (.ejiter Pedro.) 

MAR. There he is now ! Pedro, (goes to him.) 

FED. {suave; affectionate; regretful) Well, — is it good-by? 

MAR. You'll come to see me sometime^ 

PED. When I acquire means enough to travel on. 

MAR. Oh, I wish— 

M. AUG. We must be leaving. 

MAR. Come to the Church, Pedro, — just across the way — and see 
me take the veil. 

PED. I'll be there. Au revoir. {the [Marquis, the nuns and [Mar- 
iana exeunt; Pedro looks at Manuel who has sunk desperately 
into a chair goes up to him and slaps him on the back.) 
Brace up, old man ! 

MAN. (intolerably; shaking Pedro's hand off.) Ah ! 

PED. !f you were not so huffy, I'd tell you a secret. 

MAN. You are married, I suppose. 

PED. Far from it, — and cannot be without your services. 

MAN. Tell me the secret,. 

PED. I have a plan by which 1 can get command of a pirate ship at 
a moment's notice. There is one now, the Creole, lying at 
anchor, ready to sail at a word of command, (^they look at 
each other, then Pedro offers his hand; Manuel takes it.) 

MAN. (^rings hell.) I'll join you immediately, {exit Pedro; enter 
Darblee.) Has Lafitte come yet.? 

DAR. He has not. 

MAN. I'll be back in a moment. 

DAR. Very well, {exeunt severally; enter Lafitte.) 

LAF. No trace of the house, {re-enter Darblee.) Is Don Manuel 
d'Acosta here? 

DAR. He has gone, but he will be back immediately, {music heard; 
Lafitte walks about.) 

LAF. What is that music? 

DAR. Some ceremony in the Church, I suppose. {Lafitte walks to 
window as a little hand of black-robed nuns file out silently 
from the Church; they disappear and music ceases,) 



38 L A F I T T E . 

LAF. 1 am going into the smoking-room. Notify me so soon as 
Don Manuel returns. 

DAR. Very well, (exeunt; enter 'Baptiste, followed by Li:(bette.) 

BAP. (pointing to the mask.) Dar tis. Cyarnt yo conjure de sper- 
rit o' dat daid man 'let me 'lone? /cyarn warn no pirates. I 
dunno wat t'warn 'em 'bout. En ef I did, who dat gwine 
b'lieve a old nigger like me anyway? 

LIZ. [contemptuously.) Yo skeert. Yo know sperrits need 'sistance 
z'well ez people. 

BAP. Lordy! 

LIZ. Ee's in de bricks dar, bodaciously confmed, en das wy ee 
callin'. Ee's cole; likely got de ague. 

BAP. Lordy! 

LIZ. Might be a little hot red pepper tea ud ease 'im immejite. 

BAP. But I cyarn get a cup o tea troo dat dar solid brick on iron. 
Dey ain no place dar whar ee could be. 

LIZ. (stolidl)') Dey's a place. Gimme a long straw. (Baptiste 
gets one from a broom; Liibette mak&s passes over the wall with 
her eyes shut and her body swaying; finally in sliding her hand 
over the wall, stops with her finger on a spot; opens her eves and 
inserts the straw.) Yo see dat? {throwing the straiv.) Am it 
broke? {pulls out the straw unbroken.) 

BAP. Lordy! 

LIZ. Tell me dey ain no place dar. 

BAP. But cyarn get a cup o tea troo dat pin-point of a hole. 

LIZ. Yo cyarn inject it troo dar, cyarn yo? 

BAP. Lordy ! 

LIZ. Ee kin catch it. {she puts her ej^e to the hole; sways her arms) YeS 

sah . . I'ze gwine leave yo in good charge . . . {sways 

marc and more.) Yes sah . . Ee'S 'ere . . {almost collapsing.) 

Comin', sah ! {straightens herself.) Git dar, Baptiste. 

BAP. {horror stricken.) Who me? 

LIZ. Ee wants yo. 

RAP. Lordy ! 

LIZ. {contemptuously'.) Ah! bolstering him up. Put yo eye to dat hole. 

BAP. Stay by me. 

LIZ. Go 'head. (Taptiste puts his eye to the hole.) 

BAP. I doan see nuttin. 



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LIZ. Yo better look out ! 
DAR. {without.) Baptiste. 

LIZ. What I tell yo ! {Baptiste struggles to get away; Liibette holds him tighily.) 
Keep firm, man 1 {enter Darhlee.) 

DAR. Baptiste! {baptiste falls to the floor) Lizbette ! I won't have 
you turning that crazy man of mine crazier. Get out, both 

of you! exeunt Li^hette and Baptiste; enter Lafitte. I'm afraid yOU may 

be disappointed in seeing Lafitte. {looking at his watch,) He's 

late. 
LAF. And Don Manuel? 
DAR. Has not yet returned. — I suppose Lafitte will be here though. 

I never could understand that long absence of his. It must 

have due to a love affair. 
LAF. You'd better keep a quiet tongue. Lafitte is not a man to 

endure prying into his private affairs. 
DAR. (laughs.) One would think I need instructions, (enter Bap- 
tiste}) 
LAF. Do you know Lafitte? 
DAR. Intimately. Alany a time he has begged me to go with him. 

"Darblee," he would, " I need you." 
LAF. You would make my dog blush. 
DAR. Many a time, in this very room, with tears in his eyes, he 

has upbraided me for my obduracy. 
BAP. Dat ee have, sah! 
DAR. /am not afraid of Lafitte. I will tell him to his face that he 

can't overawe me. 
BAP. 'Deed ee cyarnt. Pesky what trash! {enter "Behicbe.) 
BEL. Lafitte— 

DAR. ilu consternation.) What! 
BAP. {staggered.) Lordy! 
BEL. I have a suspicion that the Creole is going to attack the 

American vessel which sailed a little while ago. 
LAF. Where is the Creole? 

BEL. She's just cleared the wharf. {Darblee ostentatiously brings a chair 
up behind Lafitte.) 

LAF. (looking at his watch.) How much start have they on US? 
BEL. Enough to count very seriously. There is a storm coming, 
too. The wind will shift in less than three hours. {Baptiste is 



40 L A F I r T E . 

bringing a chair for Beluche when T)arblee intercepts him, takes the chair from 

him kicks him.) 
DAR, Get out! {looking after him angrily.) Son of Satan! (exit Baptiste; 

"Darhlee ostentatiously brings chatr tip behind Beluche.) 
LAF. There is no time to lose. Come. 
BEL. It is a question whether the chances justify pursuit. 
LAF. What! 

BEL. The Pride is at Barataria. 
LAF. What of it.? Is not an American vessel in danger.'' Shall I 

not accept a challenge from my own men? {exit- followed by 

Beluche. ) 
DAR. {center.) Whew! falls into chair; e^iter Baptiste.) Let me have a 

good drink of whisky! 

CURTAIN. 

SCENE II. Saloon of the (American vessel. Laughter 
at rise of curtain. Mariana, Motht-r /Augustus, 
the- nuns, Father Poularde, lady and gentlemen 
passengers, discovered. 

1st L, P. {to a man passenger; laughing.) You Said you never were sea- 
sick. 

FATH. P. [a short, rubicund priest.] He is not now. Sea-sickness is 
all imagination. 1 have never been sea-sick. 

ist M. P. [sea-sick.'] You never sailed such a deadly level sea. 

ist L. P. That's the delightful part of it. 

ISt M. P. Ugh! [enter (Marquis.] 

MARQ. They say there's a storm coming. 

FATH. P. [laughing to sea-sick passenger .] Now you'll be all right. 

2d L. p. Oh, 1 am afraid of storms! 

FATH. P. You should have no patience with fear. 

?rl L. P. [whimsically] I haven't. 

FATH. P. God is all powerful, He will provide. 

MAR. How dark it's getting! [faint thunder.] 

M.AUG, [to Mariana atid nuns.] Will yOU COme.'' [exeunt Mariana, Mother 
^Augustus and nuns.] 



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3d L. P. Ugh! Feel those swells! 

ISt L. P. Don't! [lightning.] 

PATH. P. What do you mean? Feel those swells! 

ISt M. P, Ugh! [exit; lightning and thunder.'] 

ISt L. P. Oh, — [starts toward door'] 

3d L. P. Where are you going, dear? 

ISt L. P. To — get my book. 

3d L. P. I 11 go with you. [exeunt ist and '^d lady passengers; lightning and 

thunder.] 
2d M. P. [to Father Toularde who is leaving.] 

FATH. P. I'll be back in a moment, [exit.] 

2d L. P. Oh' if I were only like Father Poularde! — fearless and 
never sea-sick! I — 

2nd M. P. Allow me to assist you, {exeunt; terrible thunder and lightning; 
enter Father Poularde; he peeps around to see if anybody ts in sight; has a good 
many qualms; enter the Captain. •) 

FATH. P. Captain, are we in any danger? 

CAPT. Not in the least. It's only a cross sea. [thunder and lightning^ 

FATH. P. But — 

CAPT. [Taking Father Toularde up to a hatchway leading below.] Put your 
ear here. [Father Poularde puts his ear to the hatchway.] What do 

you hear? 
FATH. P. Nothing — but swearing. 
CAPT. Just so. Those men are old sailors. Would they be 

be swearing if there were any danger? 

FATH. P. [grasping Captain' s hand.] Thank yOU. [exeunt: enter two ship's 
officers, meeting each other.] 

ist OFF. Have you noticed that craft off to Westward? 

2nd OFF. No. What of her? 

ist OFF. Come and see. exeunt; thunder and lightning; enter Father Pou- 
larde, very unsteady on his legs and very sick; he looks around cautiously; 
creeps up to the hatchway and listens intently; then falls back relieved.] 

FATH. P. Thank God, they're swearing yet. [enter Captain and offi. 

cers. 

ist OFF. She's simply lying by. 

2d OFF. Not in distress, — she doesn't signal. 

CAPT. A pirate, waiting till the blow is over, [exit Father Poularde 
expeditiously and borrifiedly.] 

ist OFF. Shall the passengers be warned? 



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CAPT. Not until our suspicions are confirmed. Uniir wildly and excitedly 

t/te passengers.] 

ist L. P. Is there a pirate ship coming? 

2d L. P. Can it catch us? 

3d L. P. [hj'stericaiif] Let's get the life preservers ! 

CAPT. Be quiet, ladies. [exemit Captain and 2d Officer.] 
MARQ. [deter mviedly, to ist Officer.] What Can we do? 

PATH. P. [imtericaiiy.] Put on more sail ! 
ist OFF. We are using all we dare now. [exit.] 
ist NUN. I knew we wouldn't be spared. 
MAR. {in awe.) Oh hush, sister. 

M. AUG. We are in God's hands, {noises and excited voices heard without.) 

FATH P. What's that? [enter 2d Officer.] 

2d OFF. Prepare yourselves. They are here. [CMarqtiis goes to Ma- 
riana; leads her away; exeunt nuns and ladjy passengers; the men draw their 
swords and exeunt to the defense, except father Poularde, who follows the ladies; 
fighting; the clash of swords heard without; enter Pedro, forcing hts way in in 
a hand fight; he has blood on his face, which has trickled down from a cut on 
his bead; he is followed by Manuel and the Creole^ s crew; exit Manuel in searcb 
of {Mariana.] 

P E D . [after felling the Captain.] Mate . 

MATE. Ay, ay, sir. 

PED. See that two chests, one of gold and one of jewels, marked 
" d'Acosta " be placed on board the Creole. 

MATE. Ay, ay, sir. 

PED. Tiiey go to New Orleans. The balance of the booty will be 
long to the crew of the Creole. 

MATE. To the crew of the Creole. 

PED. Who are to take her to Barataria immediately after the land- 
ing in New Orleans. 

MATE. Ay, ay, sir. 

CAPT. [risitig.] Not while 1 have life left to defend the property 

entrusted to my care ! [gives Tedro a sword thrust.] 
PED. [knocks the sxcord from the Captain's hand and kills him.] I'll Send yOU 

where you won't need property, curse you! [tothemen.] Scuttle 
this ship, [he bandages his arm.] And put troublesome passen- 
gers out of the way. — Now, I'll look up those chests, [exit; en- 
ter Manuel pursuing a nun.] 



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MAN. Ah, lift your veil, [tries to raise a comer of it.] I love you. Do 
you not realize that your youth, your beauty — 

M. AUG. [suddenly tearing aside her vail.] Sir! [Manuel reels; recovers him- 
self and rushes away; Mother Augustus veils herself and exits; enter Mariana 
veiled leaning upon the Marquis.] 

MARQ. Have courage, Mariana, [enter pirates.] 
ist PIR. [perceiving CMariana.] Ah, — won't you give me thiat little sil- 
ver ring, lady.? — as a souvenir. 
MAR. [covering the ring with her other hand.] Not that. 

ist PIR. [laughs.'] Even nuns, it seems, have their little bits of 

sentiment. 
MAR. I will give you this jeweled cross. 

1st PIR. Will you put it on my neck.? [he bends his head and Mariana 
with trembling hands is about to put the chain around his neck when a tipsy 
fellow, with a glass in his hand, interferes-^ 

2d PIR. [pushing first pirate aside.'] Let's have im.partiality If I cannot 
have a jewel, I may have a look at her face. I'll bet you it's 
a pretty face. If I win, I get a kiss; if you win, you get my 
share of the booty. 

PIRATES. Done. 

MARQ. Gentlemen! I beseech you. 

2d PIR. Oh, have done. 

MARQ. You have heard of religion, — chivalry — 

2d PIR. Throw the old clam overboard. 

MARQ. You will find that he can still fight, [drawing.] 

ist PIR. What ! 

3d PIR. Give him a bath ! [ tliey overpower the Marquis and fake 
him up to exit witli him.] 

MAR. Uncle ! — Oh, sirs, be merciful ! 

2d PIR. Troublesome passengers must be put out of the way. [ex- 
eunt with Marquis; enter Maniiet.^ 

MAR. [distractedl-y .] Manuel ! Uncle ! — he has been thrown into 
sea ! — save him ! 

MAN. We will hope that he can swim to safety, dear. 

MAR. \_stupified']. What! 

MAN. I dare not interfere. I discovered that the pirates intended 
attacking the vessel and in order to save you, took a false 
oath and joined them. Any rebellion would cost me my life. 



44 L A F I T T E . 

But life or no life, I will inteiefere in your behalf. 

MAR. [distractedly.] Uncle,— 

MAN. Listen to me, Mariana. Your uncle must take his chances. 
But you — You have no chance of death. You will be taken 
to Barataria, there to become a drudge when your attractions 
as toy shall have palled. Let me try to save you. Marry 
me, I beseech you. 

MAR. Why can you not save me without marrying me } 

MAN. [doggedly.] Because 1 have not the incentive; because I 
will not love you longer without reward. 

MAR. I scorn your help. Any pirate would do as much. 

MAN. Without marrying you. 

MAR. I will appeal to them; they cannot be utterly heartless. 

MAN. They seemed so about the Marquis. Ah, Mariana, listen to 
reason. Just now when you taunted me, I was angry. But 
1 will tell you now why I cannot save you without marrying 
you. Because I have not the right to protect you from them; 
because now you belong as much to them as to me. [enter 
several tipsy pirates.'] 

ist PIR. I tell you that part of the booty belongs to me. 

2d PIR. 1 don't care a straw about that. The booty I want is her 
money, [exeunt pirates.] 

MAN. You hear.'' Mariana, my darling, you have always been too 
honorable to choose dishonor now. I will wait for your love; 
have I not waited all these years? [several pirates pass through 
siiiging and laughing boisterously.] 

ist PIR. [perceiving [Mariana,] There she is! [[Mariana goes to 
Manuel as first pirate advances,'] 

MAN. [moving fonvard to meet him.'] She went that way just a 
minute ago. [exeunt pirates,] Quick! [to Mariana,'] De- 
cide. [(Mariana bows her head in hopeless consent; [Manuel 
seiies her hand; kisses it.] My darling! [turns to look for a 
priest just as Father Poularde appears trembling and white in the 
door-jcay.'] Father. [^Father Poularde enters. 1 Marry us im- 
mediately. 

FATH. P. [looking fearfully around.'] You are — 
MAN. One of the pirates. Make haste. 



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45 



PATH. P. [drops his hook which he has taken out of his pocket; picks it 
up and opens it shakily; reads at random.'] Be merciful, O 
Lord, and hear our prayers. Prom the shades of death, 
where the Hght of Thy countenance shineth not — 

MAN. {knocking the book up.) You must be excellent for funerals. 
The marriage service, if you please. 

PATH. P. {picking up his book.) Yes, yes. {_enter several pirates.) 

ist PIR. (/o a pirate coming from the opposite direction.') You'd bet- 
ter hurry. 

2d PIR. There aren't many minutes in which to leave this ship. 
She's settling fast. 

PATH. P. {going. ) There is no time to lose. 

MAN, {threateningly.) There will be less for you, if you do not 
perform this marriage ceremony. 

PATH. P. {fumbling for the place.] Do you take this woman for 
better, for worse, till death do you part? 

MAN. I do. 

PATH. P. Do you take this man for better, for worse, till death 
do you part? 

MAR. No. 

MAN. What ! 

MAR. No. Come death, come dishonor, I will not be the first to 
dishonor myself. 

MAN. {seizing her shoulders in frenpf] You shall be my mistress 
then ! — do you hear? — my mistress ! [a great tumult with- 
out; enter an excited crowd.] 

CROWD. The Pride ! Lafitte 1 \_ Mariana puts out her hands to 
Father 'Poularde and falls fainting in his arms her veil as she 
does so, drifting over her face,] 

MAN. [to Father Potdarde.] Give her to me. [Father Poularde 
too terror-stricken to hear, puts [Mariana hastily on the Jloor 
and exits; [Manuel is stooping to lift her when Lafitte enters. 
Jean Durand ! [he slinks away.] 

LAP. Beluche. 

BEL. Here. 

LAP. See that the commander of the Creole be found, put in chains 
and brought on the Creole to Barataria, you to command her. 

BEL. Very well, {exit.] 



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LAF. (to his men.) Attend to the passengers. (^the men salute 
and exeunt; Lafitte sees the unconscious nufi, goes to her and 
stoops to pick her up.) She must have air. ( he puts her veil 
aside,) Mariana! — {kissing her hands.) Not dead, thank 
God! Narbonne ! [to om of his men.} Tell Doctor Borde to 
come here instantly, {exit Narbonm,] Sweetheart . . kiss- 
ing her hands.) little sweetheart . . {eiiter Dr. 'Borde; 
he comes to Mariana's side; kneels; feels her pulse; listens to 
her heart.) 

DR. B. She must be kept perfectly quiet and, in the event of her 
regaining consciousness, it will be best for her to see no one 
but the nuns who were with her. 

LAF. Is she in danger.? 

DR. B. Impossible to say. Shock. I will — {stooping as if to lift 
Mariana.) 

LAF. (^putting him aside.) Order the best room in the Pride gotten 
ready immediately, [exit Tfr. Borde; Lafit gently lifts CMariana: 
kisses her face tenderly and is carrying her out when the curtain 
falls.] 

CURTAIR 




ACT II. 



ACT n. 

'Barataria; vicinity of Lafitte's home, the l^d House; the Bay of 'Bara- 
taria at back; liixitriant foliage and flowers. Enter Lafitte; he 
has flowers in his hand and is followed by a dog. 

LAF. (sorrowfully and perplexedly.') Dressed as a nun . . . 
Mariana, dressed as a nun! . . . (joyfully.) But alive! 
(looking at the flowers in his hand.) Fairer than the fairest of 
you, — and alive! I shall see her maybe, — tell her all that she 
could not hear when I knelt beside her unconscious sweetness. 
{exeunt Lafltte and dog; voices, good-naturedly boisterous, heard 
without.) 

I St V. How many yards? 

2nd V. Two hundred, if one. (cries of "Ah! " and laughter; enter 
a hunting party returning from the woods; two of the men carry 
a deer.) 

ist H. He would have us believe that he can shoot as well as the 
Emperor! 

3d H. (in good humored raillery.) Oh, he can do everything, — 
sail a ship, too. But he didn't give himself the chance of be- 
ing caught on the Creole, {laughter.) 



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2J H. Anyone might think I had had intentions of going on the 
Creole to hear you talk. 

3 J H. My boy, no. You know the Emperor is precient; at least 
that his marvelous skill and intuition made him seem so. 

2d H. I know that the Emperor is our man, long life to him! 

ALL. Bravo! 

2d H. That he is as just as he is powerful and as kind-hearted as he 
is strong! (^enter Liibette, sorting some herbs and singing in a 
moaning low voice.) 

ALL. Bravo! 

2d H. (poififing to Liihetie.) Who but the Emperor would allow 
a witch like that to roam the Island at liberty. 

ALL. Three cheers for the Emperor ! {exeunt hunters; Liibette 
looks after them angrily.) 

LIZ. Yo'ze sorry kase Marser Lafitte done change me fum a slave 
to a free ooman. Ne mine. I knows how to sarve 'im yit. 
I done fund out how to get p'mission to hep nuss dat purty 
young leddy, — to hep save her life. Good ting fe' me. Fa- 
der Cuthbert uz done gone, kase ee woon't a let me do it. 
{enter Baptiste.) 

BAP. Good-day to you, Aun' Lizbette, 

LIZ. How yo gettin' on.? 

BAP. Mizzable, tank yo. 

LIZ. De sperrit.? 

BAP. Ont leave anyting whar I puts it. {pulls out a madras hand- 
kerchief to wipe his face, and in doing so drops money on the 
ground; Liibette picks it up and appropriates it iinperceivcd.) 

LIZ. De powers done signify as how yo likely steal dem tings wat 
disappear. 

BAP. {dumbfounded) Who me.? 

LIZ. {nods her head impressively.) Wat yo come fo"? 

BAP, {dazedly.) Lordy ! — Miss Bella wan t'know wat to do in a 
case jealousy.? — supposin' like a lover's jealousy.? 

LIZ. Nuttin'. Keep still. Things will come right troo a disguise. 

BAP. An' dis — {takes out the serpent-head locket.) I dunno who dat 
sen' it, but de owner wan t'know ef her lover gwine be true 
to her.? {Liibette takes the locket.) I done got some money 
here wat Miss Bella sont yo . . , ( looks for the money; 
finds none; Liibette shakes her head.) 



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LIZ. Wat use try to fool de powers? 

BAP. {distracted.) But Aun' Lizbette . . . {Labette shakes 
her head.) Lordy! I'll give you de las' cent I got, Aun' 
Lizbette — all de money I kin make so you woan gimme dat 
rep'tation. Dat sperrit jes sot on chasin' me to dem blood- 
houn's. 

LIZ. Wy ont yo try to hep dat sperrit.? Ef yo could see 'im onst — 

BAP. I doan wan t'see 'im! 

LIZ. {contemptuously.) Yo skeert. 

BAP. Yo ain bin hanted. 

LIZ. Kase I ain skeertan' I'ze frenly to 'em. {exeunt; enter Lajitte 
and his dog. Lafitte sits; lets his hand fall on his dog.) 

LAP. Beppo, dear little friend, she has been very ill; she hasn't 
even known that we live. She doesn't know it now. — But 
she is better, Bep, old boy . . . better! Weak and very 
nervous, they say, but quite conscious. It was the shock — 
{getting up and calling.) Narbonne. (enter Narbonne.) Order 
the false commander of the Creole brought before me. (Nar- 
bonne bows and exits; Lafitte walks about; enter Pedro in 
chains and escorted hy pirates; Lafitte faces about as they enter; 
both start.) What! {to the man.) Is this the man who com- 
manded the Creole.? 

ist FIR. This is the man. 

LAF. Colonel Tolosa, what have you to say in your own defense.? 
(Pedro is silent.) Perhaps you know the whereabouts of that 
ally of yours, Don Manuel d'Acosta.? 

PED. I can— 

LAF. Silence! I will not send you to your reckoning with an added 
villainy. I can find Don Manuel myself. 

PED. You— 

LAF. For your plunder of an American vessel in the name of Lafitte. 
I order you shot. {exit. Pedro is conducted to the back of the 
stage, ?iear the Bay, zvhere two men set about digging his grave. 

ist GRAVE-DIGGER. I have often cautioned the men never to 
trust anyone no matter what his guarantees, without asking 
for the password. I'll bet you this fellow couldn't have an- 
swered. "To-morrow," I say and if the other fellow answers 
" and her dupes," all right, I'll believe him. {enter 'Beluche; 
he goes to Pedro and searches him. 



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2d G-D. You shouldn't speak the pass-word except upon necessity. 

{Behiche throws unimportant things found on Pedro to the 

ground.) 
1st G-D. {looks at Pedro; laughs) Ha ! Dead men tell no tales. 

{Beluche finds a small picture; looks at it studiously.) 
BEL. (aside.) There is something; familiar about this face. Ahbah! 

(throws picture aside; pirates nearer the front have been drawing 

lots with dice.) 
ist PIR. (to a comrade.) You, one. (they throw again.) 
ALL. Two ! [two of the men stand apart; balance throw again.'\ 

Three 1 Ithe three appointed by lot go to back of stage', Beluche 

measures off the distance; they place themselves on line.] 
BEL. One, [they raise their gmis.] two. [enter Fatber Cuthbert. 
PATH. C. Pedro ! — Stop ! [_to the men.] Would you send a 

soul into eternity without preparation.? Leave us. 1 will be 

responsible for the prisoner. 
BEL. He may escape. 

PATH. C. He is bound. I will call you when he shall have con- 
fessed. 
BEL. [motions the meji away; to Father Cuthbert, reluctantly.'] Ten 

minutes. [_the tnen stack their guns against a tree and exeunt. ] 
PATH. C. [turning to Pedro.] Quickly. What have you done.' 
PED. I was tempted and fell. I got command of a pirate ship and 

attacked and sank an American vessel. 
PATH. C. [overwhelmed.] Miserable man ! 
PED. There is no hope, you see. 
PATH. C. No. Lafitte himself, could not have one rule for his 

his men and another for outsiders. But you — Mariana's 

brother ! 
PED. He does not know that I am Mariana's brother. Once, in 

Bayonne, unpreceived by him, I saw my sister's lover, but 1 

had no idea that Lafitte was the long-mourned-for man. 
PATH. C. He does not know that you are Mariana's brother ! 
PED. No. In view of my coming execution I have spared him tiie 

knowledge. 
PATH. C. (walking about ) It must not be. It would bean eternal 

barrier between them. Yet — how.-' How useless to appeal 

for extra time to the men. 



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PED. I could make some amends by sending you word of Mariana. 

PATH. (J. Yes.— I must risk it. {looks off to see that he is im- 
watched; goes to the three guns, unloads them, still leaving them 
powder-charged and returns them to their places; speaks to Pedro.) 
You will feign death upon being fired at. (Pedro nods.) And 
now, my poor boy, a prayer. (Pedro hows his head.) Merciful 
Lord of death and life, (pirates return; take up their guns.) 
help us now in this supreme hour. (Beluche re-measures the 
distance.) Save him, God, dear Father! (inen station them- 
selves.) Save him, forgive him, God, dear Mother! 

BEL. One! (men raise their guns; Father Cuthhert blesses Pedro 
silently.) Two! (enter Mariana; she wears a long, trailing 
white dress and her hair is loosely twisted.) Three! (men fire; 
at the same moment Mariana recognises Pedro, screams and 
runs to him as he falls face-downward; enter Liihette; Father 
Cuthhert lifts Mariana fron Pedro's body and motions to Li^- 
hette to take her. 

\A7L. (with her arms around Mariana; leading her away.') Come 'long, honey,* 
— COme'long wid yo po' Ole Lizbette . . (exeunt Li^bette and 
Mariana, the latter sobbing.) 

FATH. C. Gentlemen, I beg a great favor of you; — that the pris- 
oner's body be left in my charge. 

BEL. His head should be stuck up on a pole for buzzards to pick at! 
[knocks the body contemptuously with his gun; Father Cuthhert 
puts out his hand dtprecatingly . 

PIRATES. Ah ! 

FATH. C. I knew this man long ago, — and the law is now satisfied. 

BEL. [reluctantly.] Well, — out of respect for you. 

FATH, C. Thank you. [hows; kneels beside the body; the men 
turn to exit and beluche in going picks up the little picture he 
had found on Tedro aud thrown aside; he puts it in his coat 
pocket; exeunt men and beluche; Father Cuthhert looks to see 
that they have all gone, takes from the ground a long; hooded 
overcoat which he bad carried over bis arm when he entered; 
touches Pedro who rises.] Put this on, [Pedro puts on overcoat.^ 
and make the most of your chances. [Father Cuthhert pulls 
the hood over 'Pedro's face. 1 Fortunately it is a new coat 
they have never seen. 



54 L A F I T T E . 

PED. You have saved my life. 

PATH. C. Go. Don't forget about Mariana. [Pedro nods; exit.] God 

help him! [he goes to the grave, takes up a spade and fills in the grave 
quicklj'; enter Beluche.'\ 

BEL. (suspiciously.) You've made short work of it. Why didn't you 

call in one of the men to help you? 
FATH.C. (fixing the earth.) Sentiment, I suppose. 

BEL. (poking the newly broken ground with his stick.) The earth is very 

sweet and clean for such as this. 

PATH. C. (puts out his hand deprecatinglf.) My friend — (enter Li{bette.) 

How is the young lady, Lizbette.? 
LIZ. Tollable easy, sah. 
PATH. C. (sternly.) You haven't been practicing your voo-doo arts 

on her? 
LIZ. Naw, sah. 

PATH. C. Very well. See that you don't, (exeunt Father Cuthbert and) 
'Beluche. 

LIZ (looking after them.) Huh! 1 dunno who dat gwine hep 'er, me, 
if tain Lizbette I done bin 'bliged t'give 'er sometin' to make 
'er sleep. She war plum crazy. En dose white leddies dunno 
nuttin. Ne mine. Lizbette know. She done put 'er t'sleep 
ez peaceful z'a lamb, en wen she wake up, she ont remember. 

(takes an opaque white bottle out of her pocket.) Dish hyar remedy fo, 

blues . . I knows it, kase iss marked "Cordial "on de 

bottle an' issa white bottle, (buries the bottle up to its stopper on one 
end of the grave.) People Say it hepS 'em lots, (takes out a black 

bottle from her pocket.) An' dish hyar rank pison might z'well sea- 
son some, too. (enter uperceived by Lizbette, Fatber Cuthhert; she bnries 
the black bottle up to the stopper in the other end of the grave and exits.) 
PATH. C. Up to her same old tricks, (goes to grave; finds ike last bottle 
Lizbette b2iried; looks for and finds the first; reads.) "Cordial." I'll do 
a little voo-doo work myself. (takes from his pocket an empty fiask; 
pours the contents of the cordial bottle into his flask.) Harmless enough 

remedies; but her influence becomes dangerous, (pours the poi- 
son from the black bottle into the cordial bottle and the blues remedy from his 
flask into the black bottle; he re-buries the bottles as he found them.) A 
good thing to nonplus her occasionally in her practices. 

(exit; re-enter Lizbette with Bella's locket in her hand. 



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LIZ. Snake head got pow'ful signification, [enter unperceived, Dominique; 
Li^bette goes to grave; holds locket high over it; shuts her ej/es and sways- 
speaks in ghostly monotone.) Wat you know 

DOM. {looks up; starts.) What are you doing with that locket? Where 

did you get it? 
LIZ. I dunno, sah, whar it come fum. It uz sent to me an'U be 

sont fo' agin. 
DOM. Why? 

LIZ. Fo' advisement; to fm' out ef de lady's lover am true to 'er. 
DOM. Give me that locket instantly. {Li^hette hands it to him.) No. 

(hands it back to Li^bette gloomily; aside) She wouldn't let me have 
it herself. Li^bette holds the locket aloft once more shuts her eyes and sways- 

TDominique walks about excitedly with his eyes on the ground; enter unperceived, 

Bduche.) 
LIZ. (in ghostly monotone). Wat yo know . . Beluche who had advanced 

snatches the locket from her, flings it violently on the ground and puts his foot 

on it.) 
DOM. [in ama{ed indignation: angrily.) If yOU please ! — 
BEL. {becoming conscious of Dominique.) Ah, yes. {stoops; picks up the locket 

and straightens it out.'] Your pardou. [suavely.'] Snakes always 
throw me into uncontrollable temper, {hands the locket to Dominique] 
May I inquire whose it is? 

DOM. [curtly.] No, you may not. 

BEL. [intensely.] Then I will tell you one thing. You had better be 
on your greatest guard against a certain fat man. Beware of 
him ! — let your sweetheart beware of him ! Otherwise when 
you v/ill think your love and happiness most secure, they 
will be ravished from you with utter cruelty. 

DOM. Are you crazy? 

BEL. Yes, — sixteen years crazy. But you — You have neither great 
wealth nor grand nam.e. I am sorry for your youth. I warn 
you. [exit.] 

DOM. Beluche — Well, of all . . [night sets in; enter Tedro, cloaked and 
hooded; he looks on the ground for the little picture he had seen Beluche throw 
aside; he is not seen by Li^bette and Dominique.] Here. [Dominiqut gives the 
locket to Li^hette; Pedro looks up; recognises Bella's locket; Dominique speaks 

recklessly, moodily.] While you have your hand in, you may as 
well tell me whether I have a rival or no. [Tedro hears; under- 
stands 'Bella's defense of pirates; exits without having been observed; U\bette 
once more holds the locket aloft; shuts her eyes and sways.] 



56 L A F I T T E . 

LIZ. (in ghostly monotone) I seen a gemman . . dressed like de 
bridegroom . . ee fat, but ee not fall stiff -jinted, dough; 
an' ee do make love rapchewrous! 

DOM. {intolerantly.) Ah! {aside.) I'll look for the man in the locket. 
(exit.) 

LIZ. Dis snake head pow'ful significant, (the moon rises, Li(bette puts 
locket in her bosom; takes her bottles from the grave and exits. Enter Lafttte; 
he walks across stage; sits ahsent-minJedly; rests his elbows on his knees and 
his head in his hands. Enter [Mariana. ^^ Her eyes are open, but their sense 
is shut." She wears a long, filmy, trailing white dress; her hair falls over her 
shoulders, she has her back turned to Lafitte; she touches the tall flowers lightly 
gotngfrom one to another-) 

MAR. (m a low, soft voice to a flower.) I am jealous of these long thoughts 
of yours, (^encircling the Jlower-stalk with her arms., she puts 
her cheek against the flowers; smiles tenderly; then starts appre- 
hensively.') Did you hear that.'' . . {calmly.) The wind. 
I know a secret about the wind. It blows and blows till the 
world is full of a great white tempest that builds us — up to 
heaven! . . [fearfully.'] Hush! What was that.? [Lafitte 
looks up; sees Mariana, starts; rises.) 

LAF. Mariana! [she starts; trembles, hut does not turn; Lafitte ad- 
vances; holds out his arms.] Mariana! 

MAR. [waking.] Ah! [she turns; throws herself in his arms.] I 
am so glad you are come! 

LAF. [overcoine with emotion; passing his hand gently again and again 
over her bowed head.] My sweetheart — 

MAR. My heart is so full ... It has been such a long while since 
you went away . . . 

LAF. Such a long while, sweetheart. But now — 

MAR. You won't leave me? 

LAF. I won't leave you, even though — 

MAR, What? 

LAF. Tell me. I have been tortured. You — are a nun? 

MAR. No: only a novice, free to leave at any time. 

LAF, Thank God ! 

MAR. He would not let me be a nun, Jean. He brought me here 
to you. [Lafitte takes his hat off, lets the hand holding it fall to 
his side and with his other arm around (Mariana; lifts bis head 
to heaven.] Jean — 



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57 



LAF. Yes? 

MAR. I . . . ipassesher hand across her forehead in bewildered an- 
guish.} Oh, 1 have had such horrible dreams ! . . . They 
were dreams? 

LAF. [soothingly.] Dreams, sweetheart. 

MAR. My uncle . . my brother . , I dreamed they were killed! 

LAF. [lovingly.] Did you not think sometimes /was dead? 

MAR. Yes. 

LAF. Death cannot claim those you love. 

MAR. Your voice is so comforting, 

LAF. How could it be otherwise in this beautiful hour? Come, 
sweetheart, let us walk by the shore. The great, calm heart 
of Nature will strengthen you. [they walk up stage.] See 
how the little waves, like baby hands, pat the Earth's breast 
all night long, [exeunt. Enter as they disappear, Manuel] he is 
dressed in pirate clothes.] 

MAN. [looking after them.] Curse the luck! It isn't enough that I 
must thrust myself into a dead pirate's clothes in order to save 
my head on that Creole expedition, but I must fmd myself 
checkmated at last in spite of everything! [enter Mariana; 
her step is light and she is singing softly and blithely.] Mariana 
— [.kneels.] 

MAR. [startled.] Ah! 

MAN. I beg your forgiveness for my words and conduct on the 
ship. I was beside myself — wild with fear lest you should be 
taken from me — taken to worse than death. I risked my life 
— I risk it now to save you. 

MAR. [with transcendent happiness.] There is no need. Jean is 
here. Jean loves me. 

MAN. [rising.] Jean is a pirate! 

MAR. [turning away in slighting reproval.] Ah! 

MAN. Not in make-believe as I was, but in hard, vicious reality. 

MAR. [turning upon him.] Take care. 

MAN. His name is not Jean Durand, but Jean Lafitte! [Mariana 
recoils.] He it is who has robbed you; who intends dishonor 
towards you. 

MAR. Silence! 

MAN. Who is responsible for the sinking of the American vessel, 



58 L A F I T T E . 

the death of your uncle, the killing of your brother! 

MAR. [renMnbering the execution.] Ah! — Cowardly liar! 

MAN. 1 can prove the truth of my assertions. 

MAR. Do it, on your life! [exit, followed by [Manuel; enter several 
pirates. 

ist PIR. [points to a boat coming up the bay. That's a strange boat 
coming up the Bay. [enter Lafitte and Father Cuthbert.] 

2d PIR. An English boat, isn't it.? 

LAP. Bearing a flag of truce, [to bis men.] Bring torches, and see 
that the hospitality of the Island is practiced, [exewit several 
men; the boat lands; Captains [Mc Williams and Lockyer and 
several other Englishmen disembark.] 

CAP. L. [to Lafitte.] Have I the honor of addressing the Com- 
mander of Barataria.? [Lafitte bows; enter pirates with pine tor- 
ches ] I beg to present him this letter from Colonel Nicholls 
of the British navy, [hands Lafitte a letter.] 

LAP. [reading.'] — " I invite you, with your brave followers, to en- 
ter into the service of Great Britain — " 

PIRATES, {threateningly.) What ! 

LAP. [makes a peremptorily quieting gesture; reads.] — "You shall 
have the grade of Captain — " 

C. Mc W. Your property shall be guaranteed to you and your per- 
sons protected, (.enter pirates carrying dining table and chairs.) 

CAPT. L. And here [handing Lafitte another paper .] are instructions 
to me by Sir W. H. Percy, Captain of the Hermes, senior 

officer in the Gulf of Mexico, {pirates dress the table with viands and 
wine.) 

LAP. {reads.) — "lands will at the conclusion of the war be alloted 
to them in His Majesty's colonies in America"— 

CAPT. L. And in addition, as you will see, thirty thousand dollars 
conferred upon you, payable at your option in Pensacola or 
New Orleans. 

C. Mc W. You surely cannot let slip such an opportunity of ac- 
quiring fortune and consideration. 

LAP, In a day or too — 

CAPT. L. No reflection should be necessary. As a Frenchman, 
you are now of course, a friend of Great Britain. 

LAP. And as an American.? 



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CAPT. L. You are outlawed the American Government and ex- 
posed, if taken, to infamy and death. 

C. McW. Whereas in the British service you would have respect, 
an enviable prospect of promotion, — 

LAF. [leading the way to the table.] Let us sit. 

C. McW. Uhey seat themselves.'] And proper appreciation. 

CAPT. L. Your services would be immensely important in carry- 
ing out the operations which the British government has 
planned against lower Louisiana. 

LAF. How so? 

CAPT. L. Your knowledge of the country would serve us unerr- 
ingly, [enter at back (Manuel, who beckons cautiously; enter 
Mariana.] Then, so soon as possession of Louisiana is ob- 
tained, the army will penetrate into the upper country and 
act in concert with the forces in Canada. Everything is pre- 
pared for carrying on the war in that quarter with the utmost 
vigor. 

LAF. You are confident of success? 

C. McW. We are sure of it. The French and Spanish population 
of Louisiana will support us. 

LAF, [reflectively.] The negroes, too. 

CAPT. L. Will render us great assistance, because we will incite 
them to insurrection by offering them their liberty. 

C. McW. Come. What do you say? 

LAF. [rising, glass in hand.] I drink — 

CAPT. L. Lafitte forever! He drinks to His Majesty, King George 
the Third! 

LAF. I drink to — Success! 

ALL. Hear! [_all drink: Father Cuthbert puts down his glass sadly , 
without tasting the wim,] 

MAR. [in choked surprise and horror.'] Lafitte! [exit [Manuel] 

FATH. C. [rising'} Mariana. 

MAR. Do not speak to me! [allrise.l 

LAF. {advancing a step or two,) Mariana. 

MAR. (recoiling and speaking with headlong passion.) Hypocrite! — 
traitor! — murderer! (.exit, following IManuel,) 

CURTAIN. 



ACT III. 



ACT IIL 

SCENE I. Governor Claiborne's mansion. Ball room just off the 
scene; music; guests in evening dress move about; enter Duval and 
legislators and politicians of Act /.; exeunt other guests. 

1st POL. I have it from the Governor that an expedition has been 
fitted out, — has been in readiness for days to start against 
Lafitte and his followers. 

DUV. {impatiently.) Then why doesn't it start.? 

ist POL. Because there has been treachery, — because at the last 
moment it was discovered that the pilot was a spy. 

DUV. Ah! 

ist POL. It is an enforced delay. The way is dangerous. 

ist LEG. {to T>uval.) You forget that already one expedition 
against Barataria has failed and come to grief, {exeunt Duval, 
legislators and politicians; enter Li:{bette, dressed as a serving- 
woman; enter '^aptiste.') 

BAP. Lordy, Aun' Lizbette, yo' hyar! 

LIZ. Ne mine 'bout dat. Lizbette got frens. Yo hole yo mouf shut 
'bout me, dass all. I wan t' see yo. 

BAP. Lordy ! Dey shorely'U come bad luck to me fo' dis night. 

LIZ. De folks all dancin' de gran' quadrille now. Who dat gwine 
see yo.? 

BAP. {submissively.) Yes ma'am. 



64 L A F 1 T T E . 

LIZ. Is yo see dat young leddy wat come to de hotel dat day wid 
de nuns? 

BAP. Lordy, Aun Lizbette, how yo know dat? 

LIZ. Ne mine. Is yo see her? 

BAP. Norm, 1— 

LIZ. (severely.) Pay 'tention wat you say. 

BAP. (looks at her da:{edly; finally fumbles in his pockets) I done 
got a little money hyar, Aun' Lizbette, to hep make up wat 
de sperrit took 'way dat day. 

LIZ. (turning the money ovet in her hand dissatisfiedly .) Huh! — Is yo 
see her? {Baptiste shakes bis head.) Den go. (JBaptiste 
bows and turns to go.) But yo better look out. 

BAP. (^stopping and turning around .) Ma'am? 

LIZ. (moving hric-a-brac about energetically.) I dunno wat dat 
gwine save yo, 

BAP. (trembling.) Who me? 

LIZ, 'Ceptin' yo gits spunky. — Go 'long. 

BAP. Home? 

LIZ. Ef yo doan hear fum me in fifteen minutes. 

BAP. Lordy ! {exeunt baptiste and Lizbette; enter hurriedly Mariana, 
followed by {Manuel; both in evening dress.) 

MAN. Won't you let me know your purpose? — Won't you let me 
share with you your hopes and fears? 

MAR. {quietly aud firmly.) No. 

MAN. Ah, you have not forgiven me; you still remember the con- 
duct of which I will be ashamed to the end of my life. 

MAR. {evenly and unemotionally.) You are mistaken. I remember 
also the love which constituted itself a protective force to re- 
turn me to my uncle's house six years ago. 

MAN. (eagerly.) You — 

MAR. (very self-reliant a7id aloof ,) But now, — I can take care of 
myself. 

MAN. (with sudden vehemence.) You want to see Lafitte again! 
You still love him! ({Mariana remains unmoved; [Manuel 
walks about.) Very well, (aside.) He must be gotten rid of. 
(dissembling his rage, he returns to Mariana.) I forgot to tell 
you, Mariana, that Father Cuthbert is in the city and wishes 
to see you. I shall be leaving in a little while and will 



L AFI TIE . 65 

take any message you like to send, {hands her paper and 

pencil.) 
MAR. Thank you. isifs; writes a brief note; hands it to Manuel.) If 

you will give him this, I shall be much obliged to you. 
MAN. (bows.) Good-night. 

MAR. Good-night, (exit Manuel; enter Governor Claiborne.) 
GOV. C. {soliloquizing.) Impatience does no good . . 
MAR. {advances; bozvs.) Governor Claiborne. 
GOV. C. I beg your pardon, but — 
MAR. Don't you remember me? At the convent — 
GOV. C. So I do. Miss d'Acosta. 

MAR. Yes, Mariana d'Acosta, come to ask you a great favor. 
GOV. C. Anything in my power, 
MAR. I have heard of the delayed expedition against Barataria. I 

will myself, if you will allow me, lead it. 
GOV. C. Miss d'Acosta! 
MAR. No one is so well qualified for the work as I. I have lived 

there, days that have been years. I have seen them rob, 

destroy life and property; kill my nearest and dearest. 

Oh!— 
GOV. C. My poor child! 
MAR. 1 will lead the expedition. I know the way, (Governor 

Claiborne shakes his bead; zvalks back andfortb.) I have seen 

the British in consultation with those pirates; seen them 

seated at the same table in feasting and good fellowship! 
GOV. C, (starts.) Can you be sure,? 
MAR. I heard them discussing the capture of Louisiana; I heard and 

saw them drink to Success! 
GOV. C. (walks about.) If it were not for your youth — your 

sex — 
MAR. Ah, let me go. I have most cause to go. 
GOV. C. You were on the ship — 
MAR. Yes. Let me go. 
GOV. C. Your brother — 
MAR. Ah, there is no time to lose. Action is imperative. Write 

the order. 
GOV. C. Pray heaven, I do not wrong you in doing so. {writes; 

{Mariana takes the order.') 



66 L A F 1 T T E . 

MAR. The nation will bless you for this act. {exeunt-, tMariana 
hurriedly, Governor Claiborne slowly and much perturbed in 
spirit; enter from opposite direction, Pedro; enter [Manuel.') 

MAN. (starts.) You! Why, I thought — Does Mariana know 
you are alive? 

PED. Probably not. 

MAN. (with sudden change of tbought; hurriedly, eagerly.) Would 
you like to earn the five hundred dollars reward for Lafitte's 
head ? 

PED. I would. 

MAN. Very well, (takes (Mariana's note out of his pocket.) Here's 
an easy way. 

PED. (reads.) " Dear Father: — I beg your pardon for my words 
and actions at Barataria. I shall be at I'botel des Exiles at 4 
o'clock on the 7th. May I see you then.? Humbly and in 
sorrow, Mariana." — {slaps Manuel on the back.) My boy, 
love is improving you. 

MAN. Have you an eraser? 

PED. (takes 07ie out of his pocket.) Always prudent to carry one. 
[iManuel spreads Mariana's note on a table; erases heading.) I 
think I can capture Emperor Lafitte at the time and place men- 
tioned and make beside quite a handsome sum off the Spanish 
merchants for the capture. 

MAN. By whom can we send this? 

PED. {examining the note.) It must go immediately. The appoint- 
ment is only two days off and Lafitte cannot be trusted to be 
found at the last moment. He is said to be frequently away 
from Barataria for days. 

MAN. How about that nigger of Darblee? He is thought to be very 
much en rapport with Lizbette, the old witch of the island, 
who is Lafitte's staunch friend. 

PED. Just the man! Frighten him sufficiently with portents and 
he would as soon think of dying as of proving faithless. 
{enter 'Baptiste at hack.) 

MAN. Isn't that he? 

PED. Baptiste. (Baptiste starts; comes forward bowing.) You are 
in great danger. 

BAP. Yes, sah. 



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PED. It behooves you to be careful, — Do you know Lizbette? 

BAP. Naw, sah, I ain't — 

PED. That will do. Do you know Lizbette.? 

BAP. (in distressedirresoluHon.) I done had some 'quaintance wid 
'er, but — 

PED. Here is a paper that you will give to Lizbette for Lafitte. 
Now listen. If it reach him safely and in time, you will have 
a big reward. If not — 

BAP. Lordy! 

PED. If not, you will be haunted to a most torturing death; a death 
you will not be able to escape. You are in great danger. I 
put the paper here on this table, {lays paper down; "Baptiste 
approaches.) Don't touch it, till you have seen me disappear 
I'm going, {moves toward exit.) Be careful. Watch the 
paper. Watch me. Your safety is at stake, {raises his 
hand impressively; exeunt Manuel and Pedro; Baptiste in his 
eagerness to watch Pedro, goes a little up stage, away from the 
table; enter by a side entrance, Liibette.) 

LIZ. (passing by table and swooping up paper.) I dunno who dat 
scatter all dis litter 'bout, {throws paper in fire and exits with- 
out having been seen by Baptiste.) 

BAP. (comes to table; finds note gone ! falls on his knees.) Lordy ! 
Lordy ! {crawls around table on his knees looking for paper; 
enter Bella.) 

BELLA. Why, Baptiste! You'd better hurry home before Mr. 
Darblee discovers your absence. 

BAP. Good-by, Miss Bella. 

BELLA. Good-by, Baptiste. {exit Baptiste.) Poor fellow ! He 

looks as I feel. Oh, I am so glad Dominique has not 

come. If he and Pedro d'Acosta meet . . I believe that man to 

be a sinister and deadly. — I hate State balls! ientef.Dominique.) 

DOM. Alone.? 

BELLA, [halfcoquettishly.] I was hoping to be. 

DOM. You were waiting for me, — wondering why I hadn't come. 
Now, confess. 

BELLA, [seriously.] I was prayerfully glad you hadn't come. 

DOM. What! — Let me tell you something: — you haven't kissed 
me once. 



68 L A F I T T E . 

BELLA. What kept you? [enter nnperceived, Manuel.] 

DOM. 1 see. You want me to kiss you first, [kisses her in spite 

of 'Bella's attempted defense; Manuel coughs; IDominique turns; 

(Manuel exits. ] 
BELLA. Now, you see. 

DOM. A very disagreeable fellow. Is he the suitor? 
BELLA. No. 
DOM. Who is the suitor, Bella? What's his abominable name? 

["Bella is silent.] Is he here? ["Bella starts. 1 He is. Then 

I'll find him. [going.'] 
BELLA. (alarmed.) Dominique! Til tell you one thing about 

him. He's — stout. 
DOM. What! Ah, you are joking. 1 give you warning. I am 

going to disguise myself and catch a glimpse of that man. 
BELLA. Why disguise yourself? 
DOM. Because I believe you'd warn him away if you knew I were 

coming. 
BELLA. Pshaw! (laughs.) I'd know you under any disguise. 

Oh! — I have an idea. " Things will come right through a 

disguise! " 
DOM. Eh? 

BELLA. You must assume a disguise and try it on your uncle. 
DOM. My uncle! 

BELLA. Don't you see, if the impression produced by it be favor- 
able, you can try it on my father and lay your case before 

him. Then in an adverse event, you'll still be unknown. 
DOM. (doubtfully, scratching his chin.) Ye — es; but I'd like to 

catch a glimpse of Mr. Duval to-night. 
BELLA. He has already gone home. Now listen, Dominique. 

Don't be seen with me any more to-night. We'll only 

jeopardize our chances, 
DOM. (kicks a floiL'er lying on the floor.) Allow me to conduct you 

to your friends. {Bella takes Us arms and as they turn to move 

azvay, Pedro enters and sees them; exeunfBella andT)ominiqne.) 
PED. {savagely, yet calculatingly.) There is a way ... it 

may not be worth much, but then again it may. {re-enter 

Dominique alone; as he is passing, Pedro goes up to him; raises 

his hand.) " TO-MORROW—" 



L A F I T T E . 69 

DOM. "AND HER DUPES." 

PED. {offers Dominique his hmid; gives him a hearty shake.) At 
eleven o'clock on the morning of the 7th, you are to go to the 
Cafe Marin for an important paper containing news of urgent 
import for Lafitte. At three o'clock of the same day, you are 
to bring the documents to Lafitte at I' hotel des Exiles. 

DOM. At three o'clock. 

PED. I am understood? 

DOM. Perfectly. Au revoir. (exit; enter Manuel.') 

MAN. Just a word. You'd better make yourself secure with your 
lady-love. Otherwise, you may find that even with one for- 
tune, you will be unable to get the other. 

PED, What do you mean.? 

MAN. I noticed a very ardent young man with her a while ago, 
and I noticed that he kissed her quite possessingly. 

PED. (^grimly.) I have the young man under surveillance, {enter 
nnperceived, Liihette; she straightens a rug; Dominique re- 
passes at back with a few ladies.) Is that the man.? {Manuel 
and Li:{hette look up stage.) 

MAN. That's the man. 

PED. My stay in Barataria wasn't profitless after all. I learned 
the pirate pass-word. (^Li^^bette, who had been on the poifit of 
going, stops; listens.) 

MAN. Not much gain in that, I should say. 

PED. Well, I used it a while ago as an experiment upon that ar- 
dent young man and the trap succeeded beautifully. He an- 
swered immediately. 

MAN. Why didn't you have him arrested.? 

PED. I had no witnesses. But I have instructed him to get and 
bring certain papers to Lafitte at Darblee's at 3 o'clock on 
the afternoon of the 7th. I shall have a body of armed men 
on the spot and if the government fail to catch and convict 
the fellow with those papers on him, I shall be much deceived. 
(exetmt Tedro and Mannel.) 
LIZ. [advances; shakes her fist after them.'] Catch Marser Domi- 
nique, would you.? Not wid de powers 'gainst yo. / kin 
warn Marser Dominique, [going.] Stop ! Ee plum discon- 
tempchus 0' me. Ef I tell 'im, ee'll go shore. Ne mine. 



70 L A F f T T E . 

Marser Lafitte sot heap o store on dat young man. I gwine 
save 'im anyhow. Marser Lafitte de man ! Ee'W know how 
to deal v\ id 'em. [unties her apron; exit; enter Lafitte; he 
is exquisitely attired in crening dress; enter frcm opposite 
direction a man servant.] 

LAF, Is Miss d'Acosta here? 

SER. Naw, sah. 

LAF. Be carefuL She has been here. 

SER. scratching his temple.) Miss d'Acosta.? — Oh, yes sah; I 'mem- 
bers. 

LAF. Is she here now. 

SER. Less'n she done gone, sah. She was hyar a minit ago. iLa- 
fitte exits eagerly followed by servant; enter Governor Claiborne 
and the Chairman on the Committee of War Measures.] 

GOV. C. I was very reluctant to let her go. 

CHAIR. If Lafitte be in league with the British, it is a league for- 
midable beyond computation. 

GOV. C. Exactly, No time can be lost. I ordered the expedition 
off with all speed. Lafitte must be captured. Since the five 
hundred dollars reward be of no avail, we'll try fire. 

CHAIR. It is like the British to league themselves with those hell- 
ish pirates, [exeunt; enter Lafitte.] 

LAF. She is not here and I can find no clue as to where she has 
gone, [leans against mantel; enter several ladies and gentlemen.] 

ist LADY. She must have reconsidered her determination to be- 
come a nun. 

2d LADY. No wonder! I think Don Manuel d'Acosta {Lafitte 
starts) is the most perfectly fascinating man I ever met. 

ist GEN. Oh, now. A little quarter! 

ist LADY. He seemed so tender to her — so protecting and gallant! 
{exeunt ladies and gentlemen. "> 

LAF. I must find her, or she will be duped, trapped, as she was 
trapped into a belief that I could be a traitor! {enter Govertior 
Claiborne and the Chairman; Lafitte goes up to them.) Gover- 
nor Glaiborne, allow me to present to you — Jean Lafitte. 
{bows.) 

GOV. C. W^hat! — Do you know that there is a five hundred dollar 
reward for your head posted over this city .-' 



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LAF. I have been a little more more flattering, {bows.) I have 
offered five thousand dollars for yours. 

GOV. C. (enraged.) You dare! (to the Chairman.) The guard. 

CHAIR. [ summoning at back quickly.'] The guard ! [ enter 
soldiers.'] 

GOV. C. I order you to — [points to Lafitte; Lafitte takes from his 
breast a white paper; holds it commandingly aloft; the Governor 
pauses; waives the soldiers off.] Await further orders, [^exeunt 
soldiers.] Well? It is questionable honor in me to respect 
even a flag of truce in your hands. — Proceed. 

LAF. The British are preparing to attack New Orleans by way of 
Barataria. 

GOV. C. Well sir.? You are ready to give them assistance. 

LAF. I come to offer my services to the American forces. 

CHAIR. A trick. 

LAF. For no pay whatever; — to enter the lists merely as a private. 

CHAIR. A ruse, sir; a crafty ruse by which to obtain money or 
honors from the American government. [^Lafitte hands the 
paper to Governor Claiborne.] 

GOV C. [fe'j.fs.]— " Captain ! . . . thirty thousand dollars !" 
. [hands the paper to the Chairman.] 

LAF. If you will not accept my services, I shall instantly leave the 
country. I will not suffer the imputation of having co-operated 
towards an invasion from Barataria which cannot fail to take 
place. [Governor Claiborne walks about.] 

CHAIR, [doubtfully still.] The Speaker of the House and the 
President of the Senate are here — 

GOV. C. It would do no harm to see them and find out whether 
they think it fit to submit the matter to the Legislature and 
to General Jackson. 

LAF. I can only give you ten minutes in which to decide. 

GOV. C. [resentfully .] You are autocratic. 

LAF. I must be. A matter dearer life, country, heaven, claims my 
attention and cannot wait. I will await your early return here. 
[exeunt Governor Claiborne and the Chairman; Lafitte becomes 
impatient; looks at his watch; finally sits near the fire and ab- 
sent-mindedly picks up a charred remnant of [Mariana's note 
which had fallen on tht hearth.] A love note, probably . . . 



72 L A F I T T E . 

\}ie holds it up; throws it into the fire; then, looking upon the 
flame, he softly and unconsciously whistles {Mon Coeur a Toi.'] 

CURTAIN. 

SCENE IL L' hotel des Exiles; the mask room. Enter Baptiste. 

BAP. \_has the black bottle in Ms hands.] Nuttin ax wid me same 
zit ought to. I got dish ere rat pison fum Aun' Lizbette kase 
she say she done season it on a new made grave an' de rats 
hep dem sperrits to make noises 'bout my room, an' I done 
see dem critters eating' de -bread I soak in dat pison. An' 
dey comes up peert z'ever. [shakes his head dolefully.'] Dey's 
bad time comin' shore, \_exit; enter 'Bella and Duval.'] 

DUV. \_coaxingly.] Now, if he have the fortune in a week, you'll 
marry him? 

BELLA. We'll wait until he have the fortune. 

DUV. [puts his arm around Bella; enter unperceived , TDominique.] 
Come, let us sit here. 

DOM. [starts.] The stout man! [asid^.] 

DUV. [draws Bella to the arjn of his chair; 'Bella pouts.] Now, be 
my sweet little girl; won't you? [kisses Bella's cheek; she 
breaks away; Duval runs after her.] Ah, [laughing] you 
can't escape me so! [as Duval gets opposite the niche door, 
'Dominique rushes up behind him, shoves him up the step and 
claps him into the niche; re-enter Dominique.] 

DOM. [furiously] So, Miss — 

BELLA, [in a frightened undertone.] It is my father, Leon Duval, 
that you have shut up there! [kicking and calling by Duval.) 

DOM. What! Til go to the rescue, {starting) 

BELLA, {detaining him) You'll do nothing of the kind. We'll 
ask Mr. Darblee to come, {exeunt; enter 'Baptiste; Duval 
raps; calls; 'Baptiste starts.) 

BAP. Lordy! {Duval raps again; "Baptiste jumps; suddenly has an 
idea.) Yes, sah! [exit on a run; returns immediately holding 
a big syringe.] Comin' sah. Lordy! . . {he puts the 



L A F I T T E . 73 

syringe to the crevice in the wall and applies his remedy; redoub- 
led, furious stimpi7ig and swearing by Duval; enter 'Tjaiibee 
and Bella.) 

DAR. Baptiste. [Baptisie falls bach in a state of collapse; exit 'Dar- 
blee; re-enter iniiiied lately Darblee, conducting Duval whose face 
andhair are soaked.] My dear sir, I am all amazement and 
indignation ! 

DUV. [pointing to Baptiste.'] That son of Satan must have put me 
in there. 

BAP. Naw sah, Marser Duval. De mask sperrit put yo in dyar, 
sah, to save some pirate fum despair an' death. 

DAR. Nonsense 

BAP. Who dat put Marser Duval in dyar den.? I dint know dey uz 
a place in dyar big 'nough fo' anyting 'ceptin' a sperrit. 

BELLA. Imrvously.'] 1 just caught a glimpse of a man with a full 
beard; — oh, a horrible red beard ! Then 1 ran out for assist- 
ance and met Mr, Darblee. 

DUV. A plague of old pirate houses ! They're always full of traps. 

DAR. {to Baptiste.) Get out ! {to Duval.) I'll have him severely 
punished for this. 

DUV. I'll wash my face and comb my hair, [exit.] 

BELLA. Baptiste — 

DAR. Oh, of course, he won't be punished. 

BELLA, {dejectedly.) I'm afraid our chances will be smaller than 
ever now. 

DAR. I hear there are some extra fine terrapin in the market, just 
sent in from Bayou Teche. I'll go see if there be any left. 
A few of them will restore your father's good humor, [hoivs; 
exit; enter Duval.] 

DUV. Scoundrel! — Come, {exeunt Duval and Bella; enter Mari- 
ana.) 

MAR. {exultant; nervous; wretched; looks around.) No one here. 
{looks at her watch.) Long before the time. So much the 
better. I need a little rest. — If only he had not escaped! . . 
I wonder {looking scornfully at mask.') if you are still busy.? 
Did you send some human ear into your mask to warn your 
fellow pirates of the burning of Barataria.? {mockingly.) I 
will listen now. Perhaps you wish me to save them, {exit to 



74 L A F I T T E . 

ba€k of mask; looks flirough it; enter Duval and Tedro, the lat- 
ter out of sight of the mask eyes.) 

MAN. (excitedly.) You had my father murdered! 

FED. (sneeringlv.) Did he favor your suit so much that you re- 
gret him? ({Mariana starts; noise in the niche.) 

MAN. What was that? — {irritably.) Your interference in my be- 
half has been too costly. 

FED. (contemptuously mid iiitoleranily.') Did 1 not take my own 
medicine? Was I not very nearly killed in Barataria by Lafitte's 
order? Would I not have been killed but for the fact that 
Father Cuthbert unloaded the guns? 

MAN. A likely story! You knew from the beginning that Lafitte 
was Jean Durand. You depended upon that fact in case of 
emergency. 

FED. Have a care. No man shall accuse me of being a coward 
with impunity. 

MAN. I challenge you to deny that you told Lafitte you are Mari- 
ana's brother. 

FED. Certainly, I deny it. Lafitte saw in me only the Colonel To- 
losa who had had him drugged and court-martialed from Napo- 
leon's army six years ago. Not that I would not have availed 
myself of the chance to escape, if there had been one; but 
there is no escape in pirate law for insubordinators. And y^ 
may thank your lucky star that Lafitte did not happen on the 
execution ground when Mariana did. It would have been all 
up with you if he had. 

MAN. (unth feverish apprehension ?> If she should discover our plot! 

FED. She is safe never to know it. The men have orders not to 
let her in: — small-pox in the house. 

MAN. Lafitte's arrest will be made without her knowledge. But 
you — She will hear of you through the reward. 

FED. What of it? I cheerfully forego all privileges to her society. 
So that she does not hear of your complicity — 

MAN. It is prudent to burn that agreement about her fortune. It 
will make no difference to you. The chests are in Barataria 
and so soon as Lafitte is disposed of, you can go for them. 
(Pedro takes a paper from his pocket and hands it to (Manuel; 
Manuel opens it; starts.) What! 



L A F I T T E . 75 

PED. What's the matter? 

MAN. Oh, despicable. 

PED. (tears the paper out of ManUi I' s hand; stamps his foot.) Fool! 
Fool! 

MAN. Traitor! British spy! And to think that I told you of the 
British Commission's offer to Lafitte! 

PED. Damn it all! 

MAN. And here {shaking his hand at the paper.) I discover that 
you have offered to show them the way into New Orleans 
and earn the British money at the same time that you are 
pretending to serve the American Government by capturing 
Lafitte. 

PED. Ah, have done. I admit that I drew them a careful map of 
the country. You have seen the written guarantee of pay- 
ment from Captain Lockyer of the British navy in case the 
chart be found correct. 

MAN. {accusingly.) You! 

PED. That was the paper I had intended to be found on the ardent 
young man. As to Lafitte, I see no reason why I should not 
combine pleasure with business. 

MAN. As to Lafitte, all right. He ought to be killed — curse him ! 
— will be, if he come, but your treachery to the government 
is intolerable. 

PED. {cruelly and deliberately.) Do you threaten, or are you merely 
patriotic? {[Manuel walks about.') Because in the former 
case, I will see to it that you do not get Mariana, unless — 

MAN. (^turning on him augrily.) There are two sides to that ! 
Suppose I inform the Governor that the attack upon and scut- 
tling of the American vessel, the killing of her captain, my 
father and many passengers, the delivery of her crew into 
piratical hands were your work? That you forged an order 
from Lafitte in order to get command of one of his ships? 
Suppose I inform him that the work of rescue was really done 
by Lafitte? 

PED. (quietly.) Would you not be implicating yourself? Would 
you not be doing Lafitte a good turn? — We had best stand by 
our old bargain: the girl for you, the money for me. 

MAN. (after a pause.) Let me have that agreement. 



76 L A F I T T E . 

PED. I haven't it. ' 

MAN. What! 

PED. 1 made a mistake; left that paper instead of this, {rapping 
paf^cr ill I/is, h<nhi.) 

MAN. What ! That man has ... If Mariana should ever see 
it . . 

PED. I can remedy that blunder )'et. 

MAN. But if for all this, she will not — 

PED. Then she must be made to. 

MAN. {fretfully.') Why she should have chosen a house with en- 
trances on three streets . . . We cannot watch all 
three. 

PED. Lafitte is not on his guard. I'll watch the North side, you 
the South and the men the West, {walks apart absorbed in 
thought.) 

MAN. {excitedly; restlessly.) 'At what time did her note tell Father 
Cuthbert she would see see him.^ \_takes out a note-bcok; 
opens it.) 4 o'clock. Emperor Lafitte is not yet due for a 
long while, {walks about.) That was a good idea to have her 
write that note in pencil . . . and a cleverer one to erase 
the " dear father" and send it to Lafitte . . .{enter Domi- 
nique disguised; he wears a very red, full beard.) 

DOM. {aside on perceiving Tedro.) The very man ! I'll try him. 
{going up to Pedro; hows.) Do you know if Mr, Darblee be 
in.? {Pedro shrugs his sboulders surlily and turns off; TDojui- 
niqtie turns ta cMamiel.) Rheumatic.-' {CManuel shrugs his 
shoulders.) Do you know if Mr. Darblee be in.? 

MAN. (curtly.) I do not. {exeunt Pedro and Manuel.) 

DOM. {cheerfully.) Must be a good disguise. The very manwho 
gave me the order to be here didn't recognize me. I'll try 
uncle Darblee. {exit; enter from mask niche, {Mariana.) 

MAR. \_looks around desperately; rings hell.] I have no time in 
which to do anything myself. — He may come at any moment 
. . . \_writes hastily; enter "Baptiste.] Here. [gives "Bap- 
tiste money.'] Take this note to the Governor. [gives him 
note.'] Use all the speed you can in getting there. Go! 
[half pushes Baptiste out of the room.] I will beg his life of the 
overnor later, but now — I must save Jean . . . May be 



L A F I T T E . 'J'] 

'Mr. Darblee would help me. \exit\ enter one of Pedrq' s guard] 

he beckons to otJiers idio enter.'] 
istG. [significantly.'] The Captain left orders that any man an- 
swering the description he gave us should be searched. 
2d G. Yes and any papers found on him brought unopened to him 

at Mme. Fantine's. 
3d G. That's singular. A prisoner's papers are generally opened 

before him. 
ist G. That's not our affair. 
2d G. No. The only thing we've got to be careful about is not to 

make a mistake in the man, 
ist G. {significantly.) Ah! 
3d G. He isn't expected to arrive before 3 o'oclock. {looks at his 

zcatch.) Twenty minutes from now. 
ist C. He's here now. 
2d G. Ah, no. 
3d G. He couldn't be. 
[st G. Did you notice a youngish looking man, with a straight 

nose arid a yellow cravat.'' 
2d G. Why, he had a beard! 
ist G. Yes, — and may be it's his and may be it isn't. He didn't 

handle it as if it were. 
3d G. You think?— 

ist G. We've simply let him escape, (^enter Dominique. 
2d G. Here he is! 
DOM. (J?ows.) At your service, 
ist G. Take off that beard. 
DOM. What? 
3d G. British spy! 
DOM. Come, come. 

2d G. Your airs of complacency won't deceive us. 
DOM. What the devil are you talking about? 
ist G. Surrender! 
DOM. (angrily.) I am disguised, ( switching off his beard.) but 

not a British spy. {draws his sword.) Now, — what do you 

want? 
ALL. You. 
ist G. And a paper you have on you. 



tS l a F I t t e . 

DOIW. {starts.) I have a paper on me, but you shall not have it. 

1st G. Seize him! 

ALL. Kill him! Qhey fight; T)ominiqiie wounds 2d guard.) 

istG, ito "^d guard.) Pin him to-tlie wall, ienter Lafitte; he knocks 
ist guard's sword up just in time to save Dominique; they fight, 
'^d guard engaging IDominique and \st guard, Lafitte; Lafitte' s 
sword breaks.) Now, (to Lafitte.) Curse you, die! (as 
I st guard lunges at him, Lifitte grapples with him and clinches; 
ist guard calls to 2d and yi guards. Shall you let him escape, 
you two! Kill him! {2d guard resumes his sword; rushes af 
Dominique; ist guard speaks while struggling to get at Lafitte.) 
Kill him! (Lafitte by a supreme effort, throws ist guard from him, 
causing him to drop his sword. Lafitte picks it up; wounds 2d 
guard and hwcks the sword out of the hand of the yi guard.) 

LAF. I command you in the name of Governor Claiborne to desist 
{1st guard picks himself up from the floor; 2d and 3^ guards 
stand irresolute.) Upon what charge do you seek to arrest 
this man? 

ist G. As a British spy. 

LAF. Search him. I pledge my word for him. 

DOM. {waiving them aside; to Lafitte.) The paper is for you. 
{Lafitte shakes his head.) I insist. 

LAF. Let them have it. {ist guard searclies 'Dominique; finds 
paper; motions to Ms men; they station themselves besides 
Dominique; ist guard moves toward the door.) Friend! If 
you be honest you will read that paper before the prisoner. 
(ist guard hesitates; beckons to his men; they go to him; Lafitte 
speaks hurriedly to Dominique.) Back to back. There's been 
treason. 

3d G. It's nothing but fair. 

ist G. And may be safer, since we have been charged not to make 
a mistake. 

2d G. We can say the seal got broken in the tussle, \_they return 
and the ist guard opens the paper.'] 

ist. G. \_looks sheepishly at his comrades;] A love affair. \_he 
returns the paper to Dominique; exeunt guards.] 

LAF. [with a pulled face, takes paper; he opens it, starts terribly; 
crumples the paper into a thousand pieces in his clenched fist; 



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walks about in violent agitation.] Oh, not to save twenty 
countries I not to save my soul from everlasting disgrace, will 
I stop in my search now 1 Go ! [to Dominique.] Fight in- 
domitably. Gen-eral Jackson will telJ you where. Here is 
your commission as Captain. 

DOM. [takes •commission and in doing so, kisses Lafitte's kand.^ 
Can I not help you? 

LAF. Yes. Fight for us both ! {exit T>ominique by IVesi entrance 
just as Mariana enters.} 

MAR. [she sees Lafitte; speaks hi a horrified, low voice.] Jean . . 

LAF. Mariana 1 ihe holds tier in his arms silently; his cheek on her 
hair; then holds tier from him.) You are well.? \_Mariana 
nods.'] Ah, \_folding her in his arms again.] I have been 
seeking you night and day; I must have left Barataria almost 
in the hour you did; I have not been there since. I have 
lived in terror. Even death has frightened me, since it might 
claim me before I found you. 

MAR. [starts] Oh, Jean - 

LAF. [soothingher.il All is well, sweetheart. My life belongs to 
you. That is why it is a charmed life. Only a little while 
ago, I escaped from the British. I was journeying along on 
foot. Beppo kept me company. Suddenly, I heard the 
tramp of horses. Intuitively I felt that they carried British 
soldiers. 1 watched. A turn in the road showed me I was 
right. I heard Captain Mc Williams' voice, I crouched in 
the thick undergrowth bordering the road, I tried to quiet 
Beppo. He barked. I — I was obliged to kill him in order to 
prevent him from betraying me . . . Not for the value of 
my own life, but to save the country's. {(Mariana put her 
arms around his neck) Then, so soon as they had gone by, 
I borrowed a horse and came on. I have sent word to Gen- 
eral Jackson. There is no time to spare. Now that I have 
found you and can put you in secure care, I must go. The 
British are approaching. They are within nine miles of the city. 

MAR. And you? 

LAF. (tenderly.) I, sweetheart, am Captain once more. Captain 
Jean Lafitte, of the American army. Ah, there is so much 
in my heart! — so much that I want to tell you about my 



go L A FITTE . 

hatred for the Spanish; my feint to the British Commission. 
You don't understand. I have never sailed under any flag 
but that of the republic of Carthagena. My vessels are per- 
fectly regular in that respect. Carthagena is at war with 
Spain. 1 capture and sink Spanish vessels and take posses- 
sion of their cargoes. That is the sum total of my offending. 
When 1 shall have told you what we owe to Spaniards. — how 
hopeless I was — I 

MAR. Q>roke7ilv.) 1 know — 

LAF. (coinpassionatingly .) Sweetheart ! {kisses her.) Now, let 
us find Darblee. He will care for you until my return. 

MAR; (^detaining him.) Not now. 

LAF. I must go, sweetheart. 

MAR. ihalf-sohJmig.) I want to see you ... 1 haven't seen 
you for so long . . . 

LAF. {passing Ms handover her hair.) Sweetheart — 

MAR. Did you get my note asking you to come here? 

LAF. (surprised.) No. 

MAR. Then why did you come.? 

LAF. To save Dominique. I was barely in time, {leading her to- 
wards the door.) 

MAR. {suddenly placing her back on the shut door.) No!— You can- 
not go! 

LAF. {ingentle remonstrance.) Sweetheart — 

MAR. You cannot go. The house is guarded! 

LAF. {da^ed at first; then comprehending.) And you.-* . . . 
You wrote to me to come here.? 

MAR, The note was for Father Cuthbert. 1 had no idea . . . 
then 1 overheard Manuel and Pedro . . . 

LAF. Manuel! Is he coming.? At last! {walhs center; enter 'Belu- 
che.) 

BEL. Lafitte, General Jackson fears that the British are preparing 
to attack by way of Barataria. He commands me to caution 
you about the defense of that point. 

LAF. Oh, I am perfectly confident of the fidelity of my men. 

BEL. (grimly.) They have had provocation 

LAF. {indignantly.) Provocation! At a time like this, to speak of 
provocation! 



L A F I T TE . 8i 

BEL. {doggedly.) Yes. Now, they urge, is the time to retaliate for 
all the persecution they have endured at the hands of the 
Americans. Now. While the opportunity offers. All hail 
to the Emperor of Barataria! 

LAP. {goes tip quietly to Beluche ana puts his hands on his shoulders.) 
Beluche, — we are first of all Americans. Who will follow 
me must follow now not the Emperor of Barataria, but the 
American soldier. Re-iterate my orders to the men of 
Barataria. (Beluche, humbled, hows; in turning he sees Mariana; 
he starts and his face is instantly hard.) 

BEL. It is well the men of Barataria don't see you with this woman, 
or they would refuse to obey your orders, {exit.) 

LAP. {turns in bewilderment to (Mariana.) What did he mean? 

MAR. [ looks at him desperately; Lafitte waits; fatally she puts out 
her hands in dumb, piteous supplication.] I thought my brother 
had been killed . . . and my uncle ... all those 
helpless people . . 

LAP. Your brother.'' Where? 

MAR. At Barataria . . . shot . . . by a band of pirates . . 

LAP. That man! The false commander of the Creole? 

MAR. Yes. 

LAP. [takes her hy the shoulders.'] You are dreaming! That man 
was Colonel Tolosa; the man responsible for my court-mar- 
tial from Napoleon's army; the man who came near separat- 
ing us forever. That was the man I ordered shot at Barataria. 

MAR. And that — was Pedro; — the man who has trapped you here 
now. 

LAP. Impossible. He was buried at Barataria. 

MAR. [shakes her head.] He was saved by Pather Cuthbert. 

LAP. [zvith sudden oppressive ittftiition.'] And you? What did you 
do. 

MAR. [puts out her hands blindly.'] I thought Pedro had been killed 
. . . and I did not know him then ... I loved him with all 
my heart . . . and I believed you cruel as well as wicked . . . 

LAP. Quick! What did you do? 

MAR. I led an expedition against Barataria . . . had the entire 
Island burned and sacked and many of the pirates killed and 
taken prisoners . . 



82 L A F I T T E . 

LAF. Merciful heaven! I understand Beluche's warning and the 
peril of New Orleans! [mdistimt fioises of voices heard with- 
out.] 

MAR, Pedro and the guard! Ah, let me try to save you! [.fallson 
her knees.] On my knees, Jean! — for the love you bore me 
— [Ji'iins lifts her from the floor.] For the love you bear your 
imperiled country. 

LAF. Yes. Speak to Darblee if you can. He is one of my men 
and will come to the rescue. 

MAR. Yes, yes. \_she pushes Lafitte into the mask niche, following 
him out of the room; Pedro, CManuel and the guard enter.] 

FED. An empty room ! There has been treachery somewhere. 
[noise in the niche.] What was that.? [he rushes to the door 
beneath the mask; tries to open it; to burst it.] 

MAN. That door is built against a wall; an annex made to the house 
after it was completed. 

FED. [to the guard.] Knock the lock off. [they knock it off; the 
door is swung open and reveals a solid brick wall.] 

MAN. Just as I told you. 

FED. Search the house, [enter Mariana.] 

MAR. Unfeigned joyful surprise, to Pedro.'] Pedro! [going to him] 
Alive ! 

FED. [catching her arm; roughly. 'I Where is Lafitte.? Come, now. 
I'll stand no fooling. 

MAR. {quietly.) I am in no mood for fooling either. I have not 
seen Lafitte. [softening.'] But you — 

FED. The men swear they saw him enter. 

MAR. I know he is not in the house, because he would have asked 
for me. I was coming into this room just now, when I over- 
heard Manuel speaking of the use to which he had put my 
note. 

FED. [brutally.] What else did you overhear.? 

MAR. [looking at him calmly and unftimhingly .] Nothing. I was 
on the point of entering, thinking that Father Cuthbert might 
be here, whon I heard Manuel speak. Then I decided to 
wait and see what came of my note before going to the Gov- 
ernor, [to Manuel.] There was no need of concealment. I 
would have helped you if 1 had known. 



L AFITTE . 83 

MAN. You would? 

MAR. Have I not wrongs? I wrote to Lafitte, which must be the 
reason of his non-appearance now, when as ill-luck would 
have it, he escaped from the burning of Barataria. Yes, 
that was my business the night of the ball; to beg the Govern- 
or's permission to lead the delayed expedition against 
Barataria. 

MAN. Why didn't you let me know? 

MAR. Because I wanted to do it all myself. 

ist G. A woman did lead that expedition. 

MAR. A woman did. She failed of her purpose then, but please 
God, she'll not fail now. I am on my way to inform the 
Governor that Lafitte is to meet me a half hour hence at 
the hotel St. Philippe. He will come, because he will believe 
me to be repentant. 

MAN. {.suspiciously.] You still believe that he loves you? 

MAR. Do not profane the word. I still believe that Jean Lafitte is 
not a man to relinquish any purpose lightly. 

FED. [to ist guard.] Order eight of your best men to watch this 
hotel, [exit ist guard; to tMariana.] We will go with you 
my dear. 

MAR. I will meet you at St. Philippe. I wish to see Mr. Darblee 
about my room first, [moving towards door.] 

FED. [agreeably.] We can wait. Shall I conduct you to Mr. 
Darblee. 

MAR. [baffled] speaks sweetly.] Thank you. [takes Pedro's arm, 
clock strickes 4.^ Oh, I haven't time. I must go to the 
Governor immediately. 

FED. [pleasantly.] There is no need. A sufficient force will be on 
hand. I have engaged to myself to capture Lafitte. We will 
all go to St. Philippe; all — except the eight who are to watch 
this hotel. 

MAR. I'll get my hat. [Pedro crosses to door; holds it open for her.] 
The Governor {aside) will have received my message and sent 
succor before they discover — [exeunt Mariana and Pedro; 
enter ist guard and three others.] 

MAN. [to ist guard.] All right? [ist guard bows; enter Mariana 
and Pedro; (Manuel advances; takes (Mariana's cloak from 



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Pedro; folds it lovingly about Mariana.] Happy cloak, to en- 
fold you so warmly ! to feel the sweet, soft pulsing of your 
heart ! 

PED. Ready? [enter Lafitte.] 

LAP. Stop! 

MAN. [starts.] Lafitte ! 

MAR. [starts.] Ah ! 

PED. [to the guard.] Seize him ! [iJw six guards rush upon Lafitte; 
fasten his arms dozvn.] 

LAP. 1 give you warning ! I belong to the American army. You 
will pay dearly. 

PED. [savagely.] You won't be the bill-maker, Emperor Lafitte. 
[to the men.] Remove his sword, [they remove it; Pedro takes 
it; breaks it across his knee and throics the pieces aside; exit ist 
guard.] 

MAN. [turning upon Mariana in a fury of jealousy.] So, Miss! 
You still love this fellow ! Well, American or not, he will be 
put out of the way ! Pedro and 1 have some scores to settle 
with him. And as for you, my beauty — [goes to Mariana; 
she slaps his face.] We'll see ! [takes her forcibly in his arms.] 
call upon your determined lover now! [kisses her; Lafitte 
suddenly breaks the shackles that bind his arms; stiatches a 
small dagger fro7n his belt and fells [Manuel with a blow; then 
he turns upon the crowd; re-enter ist guard and eight armed 
men. 

LAP. [with his dagger in hand] Advance, cowards ! 

PED. His head, dead or alive. Eire! [the eight men raise their guns; 
Mariana screams; runs in front of Lafitte, clinging to him; at the same mom- 
ent a commotion is heard at the opposite door and a file of soldiers with raised 
guns appears.] 

ist SOL. Hold! 

PED. Fire! 

ist SOL. The first man who fires will be shot! [the eight men lower 

their guns.] Arrest these men. \pointing to Pedro and Manuel; the 
soldiers handcuff them.] 

PED. Upon whose order and on what charge.? 
ist SOL. Governor Claiborne's order, on charge of being a British 
spy. [to his men.] Search them. [Tedro and {Manuel are searched; 



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the paper from Captain Lockyer is found on Tedro and handed to ist soldier.] 
MAN. [he is assisted to his feet; speaks with the borrowed strength of rage.] Do 

you know that it is Lafitte whom you have saved? 

ISt SOL. [to his men.] Lead them away. {Pedro and Manuel are marched 
off\ exeunt guards and soldiers; ist soldier goes up to Lafitte.) 

You had best use all dispatch in joining your command. 

Every moment's delay now is dangerous, {bows; exit.) 
LAF. Mariana . . {he gently takes her arm from his neck and raises her 

head; she is da{ed almost insensible.] Sweetheart 
MAR. {violently.) No! — I Cannot let you go! [Lafitte kisses her; smoothes 

her hair; leads her to the door. ] 
LAF. Good-by, sweetheart . . . good-by. 
MAR. {quiety; leaning against the door.) Good-by 

CURTAIN. 



ACT lY. 



ACT IV, 

Morning of January 8th, 1813. Early dawn: an ap- 
proach to New Orleans, swamp land; cypress trees, 
draped in Spanish moss; "Batteries 3 and 4 — the 
pirates of ^arataria — stationed about in the dis- 
tance; enter "Beluche. 

BEL. [to two or three of his men.'] Remember: Wellington's soldiers are 
to be dealt with; twelve thousand to five. Relieve the for- 
ward watch, {men salute and exeunt; 'Beluche looks after them; sighs; 
■walks a few steps with bowed head; takes out the little picture he had found on 
Tedro in 'Bar at aria; looks at it long and intently, enter agitatedly, Bella.] 

BELLA, [timidly, yet desperately.] Can you tell me if Dominique You 
be here? 

BEL. [looks up; starts; looks at his picture; looks at Bella: puts the picture in his 

pocket.] He is. 
BELLA. May I see him? 
BEL. [coldly.] No— 
BELLA. Just a moment — 
BEL. [brusquely.] Is not your name Cardez? 
BELLA. Yes. 
BEL. Ha! 
BELLA. Do you know Captain You? 



90 L A F 1 T TE . 

BEL. [^grimly.] I do and I can tell you that you need expect no 

success in the practice of your wiles upon him, because 1 know 

too, that you have another lover. 
BELLA. [Starts \ Who are you? 
BEL. [ttirning to leave her.'\ All women are alike in their infamous 

cruelty. 
BELLA, [runs after Mm.'] Please ... I must see him. He 

may be killed 
BEL. Very probably. 

BELLA. 1 want to ask his forgiveness for my foolish words — 
BEL. Whose picture does that locket contain.' {pointing to strpent-head 

locket on Bella's neck.) 

BELLA. Promise to send Dominique to me and I will tell you. 

BEL. May be. 

BELLA. It is the picture of a man my mother loved. 

BEL. Tell me the story. 

BELLA. It was over in Spain. He was a Frenchman, but it seems 
he had been intrusted by the Spanish government with im- 
portant papers with instructions not to let them leave his 
hands except to the proper authority. My mother with a 
girl's caprice, begged to take them; was refused; begged, 
pouted and finally had them read to her. She had been out- 
spoken in her love for this man, though my grand-parents had 
betrothed her to my father. They must have overheard the 
reading of the papers, for a few hours later my mother's 
lover was arrested and thrown into prison and his life saved 
only on condition of mother's immediate marriage to my 
father. 

BEL. [starts.] What! 

BELLA. So you see, he must have believed — thil man whom my 
mother loved— that she betrayed him. {Beluche bows his head.') 
And she, knowing that all hope was over, and knowing too, 
his merciless, just nature did not dare to try to undeceive 
him. Then my grand-parents died and when I was still a 
young baby, my father died, leaving mother penniless. But 
the world was bright for her once more, because for the first 
time in two years, she had hope. She tried to find the man 
she loved. She prayed to be able to tell him why she had 



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seemed to forsake him; to be able to beg his forgiveness for 

all the misery she had entailed by her foolish insistence. 

But when at last she came to a place where they had heard 

of him, she was told that he was dead. And so, to lift me out 

of the stress of dire poverty, she finally yielded and married 

Leon Duval, They came to America and he made her a 

good husband to the end. 
BEL. {in a cJioked voice.) She is dead. 
BELLA. Yes — Poor mother! — Don't you think it a fine face } 

{showing "Be/iiche the locket.) 
BEL. No — an idiotic face. 
BELLA, {warmly.) It is not so. Mother could never have loved 

other than a fine man. 
BEL. Did she ever tell you his name? 
BELLA. No. — Sometimes I think they may have made a mistake 

about his being dead; — don't you think so? 
BEL. No, — he is dead, {turns to go.) 
BELLA, (puts her hand on his arm.) You will send Dominique to 

me? 
BEL. Yes. 
BELLA. Thank you. — I do like you. (^exeunt severally 'Bella and 

Belthbe; distant sounds of hattle; enter several pirates; they 

look surly, scowling. ) 
ist PIR. Do you hear that firing? 

2d PIR. I'm not deaf, {shivers; draws his coat about him.) 
ist PIR. /don't believe in Lafitte's co-operation; I don't believe he 

advised our being stationed here 
3d PIR. {savagely.) If I thought we had been imposed upon — 
ist PIR. Are we sheep that we are to be led to the slaughter in 

this manner? 
3d PIR. What can we do? 

ist PIR. It's our turn to relieve the watch next, isn't it? 
2d PIR. Yes. 
ist PIR. Very well then. Wait in seeming acquiescence until the 

British come — 
3d PIR, And then? {hoof -heats are heard approaching.) 
ist PIR. Wave a flag of truce and let Captains Beluche and You 

take the consequences, 'center a mounted messenger.) 



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MESS. Captain Lafitte — 

ist PIR. Is not here. 

MESS. General Jackson orders him to take Battery 3 to the re-en- 
forcement of Coffee's line. Captain Beluche — 

ist PIR. Over there, {pointing; exit messenger, the men following 
him; distant sounds of battle; enter Dominique.) 

DOM. (uvrried and anxious.) the idea of exposing herself in this 
manner! — must be more of Lizbette's counsel, (stops; whis- 
tles.) ril bet that disguise was insisted upon at Lizbette's 
dictation. I've a great mind to try the prescription on Bella 
herself, {^piits on disguise.'] She said she'd recognize me un- 
der any disguise, [^enter Bella; 'Dominique goes up to her; 
holds out both hatids, ] 

BELLA, [starts.] Who are you.? 

DOM. Your heart must tell you. 

BELLA. Sir- 
DOM. Do not speak hastily. 1 know 1 have seemed to do so, but 
I could not help it. We may be interrupted at any moment. 

BELLA. You have no right — 

DOM. The best I love you. 

BELLA. You do not know me. 

DOM. [humoring the situation, hut wholly in earnest.] You are talk- 
ing nonsense. It is you who do not know me. My heart is 
full of you. My soul seeks you even in sleep. I love you. 

BELLA. You are insolent. 

DOM. No. I am truthful. Why will you mistake? Do you not 
fell that I have loved you for months: prayed for all chances 
to meet you — ^to kiss you — {attempts so kiss her.) 

BELLA, (screams.) Help! (enter Duval.) 

DUV. [aside.] The red beard! [whips out his sword;] Draw, 
sir. [Bella runs aside,] 

DOM. 1 refuse to draw. 

DUV, Do you wish to be murdered.? 

DOM. [coolly.] 1 shall not be. 

DUV. Take this! — {he makes a pass at IDominique who dodges the 
sword and trips him.] 

BELLA. Brute! {she makes a dash for Dominique's face; catches 
his whiskers; pulls off his disguise; screams; Duval is up again 



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and on the point of resuming the attack.) Don't! {to her 

father; throws her arms around Dominique's neck.) It is 

Dominique. I love him. {enter Tielnche.) 
DUV. And who the devil may Dominique be? A pirate, I'll bet. 

One of a band of sneaking robbers, too cowardly ever to fight 

squarely and above board, {enter men of Battery 4.) 
BEL, {ivith cutting contempt.) But brave enough to fight, no matter 

what the circumstances, when the country needs them. 

{the pirates settle about; play cards and throw dice.) 
DUV. None of your insinuations. I would be fighting now, if it 

were not for this girl. 
BEL. {to Dominique, aside.) You'd better see to your men. They 

are becoming moody. Lafitte's absence pre-occupies them. 
DOM. You think?— 
BEL. {gravely.) Keep a close watch. I am taking battery 3 to 

there-enforcement of Coffee's line, {exit; Dominique turns 

to exit.) 
DUV. {to Dominique.) Stop! {Dominique stops; to '^ella,) With 

whom did you come? 
BELLA. Baptiste. 
DUV. Then go home with him. 
BELLA, ikissses her father.) Good-by. {holds her hand out to 

'Dominique.) Good-by. {he comes to her; takes her hand; 

kisses it; exit 'Bella.) 
DUV. {to Dominique.) Now, sir! — I have no time to join the fight- 
ing forces near New Orleans. I will follow you and settle 

my personal differences with you later. 
DOM. {bows; turns; makes a few steps toward exit, followed by 

'Duval; stops; starts.) By heavens ! — the British ! The men 

have let them pass without a shot ! (to his men. Forward ! 

{men remain seated; continue playing.) In the name of Lafitte! 

{all rise.) 
ist PIR. In the name of lies! Lafitte is not here. 
DOM. He would be here if he could. 
2d PIR. He could be here if he would. 
DUV. The British are advancing! {to the men.) In the name of 

the country ! 
ist PIR. And of the legislators who offered rewards for pirate heads! 



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2d PIR. Who had us shot like dogs ! 

3d PIR. Burned out of house and home! 

4th PIR. Thrown into dungeons ! 

5th PIR. And liberated only in order that we might defend themf 

ALL. (in rage, making a lunge afDuval.) Ah! 

DOM. {darting in front of Duval.) Back, cowards! Respectable 
odds await you! Uhe British open fire) pirates stand irresolute.) 

ist PIR. {to the men.) Come. 

DOM. {jumps on a kfw/l; levels his gun.) I'll shoot the first man 
who retreats, [w^w face about irresolutely; firing continues; 
one man is wounded. '\ 

WOUNDED P. (/« a rage of defiance.) Ah! {switches out a large 
white handlierchief; strings it to the barrel of his gun; advames 
towards the 'British.) We won't retreat! (pirates cheer and 
rally marching around wounded pirate; firing ceases; Dominique 
shoots down the flag of truce ; the men in rage close upon Duval 
and Dominique; another flag of truce is raised and the march 
towards the British re-begun; meanwhile, above the sound of 
their fren^lV ; are heard approaching cheers and hoof-beats by the 
hundred; enter Lafitte followed by scores of his men.) 

LAP. Men of Barataria to the front! (.snatches down, the flag of 
tnice.) Death to Wellington's soldier-:;! {exit; firing begins.) 

ALL. Lafitte forever! {exeunt; furious firing, becoming momentarily 
more remote; enter Bella, (Mariana and Baptiste.) 

BAP. {cataleptic with fear.) Lordy! Lordy! 

BELLA. Oh hush, Baptiste. you give me the shivers. {to Ma- 
riana.) I'm glad I brought my cordial bottle, in case we get 
too nervous. 

BAP. Oh, Miss Bella, yo plumb rash to fly so in de face 0' Provi- 
dence! Lordy, {kneels.) please make 'em change dey mine, 
seein' I cyarn do nuttin, an' ef not, pertec dis po' ole nigger 
who done pray to you an' who bin yo good an' faithful sarvent 
. . Yes, Lord, I trus yo full an' free . . {a stray shot 
sounds close and loud; Bella starts, dropping her cordial bottle; 
Baptiste jumps up.) Gawd A'mighty, das dang'ous! [exit 
running.'] 

BELLA. Oh, I think we had better go, too. {takes Mariana's arm; 
half pulls her off; enter Pedro.) 



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PED, {scantily clad.] I made up my mind to escape. I've done it, 
Hunjrry — chilled to the bone— with blood hounds on my track 
— But if every other purpose 1 ever had in life fail, I will ac- 
complish that of my hate for Lafitte. [reac/ies for his pistol] 
holds his hand out; looks at it.] Curse this cold! I can 
scarcely hold my pistol, [sees the cordial bottle; picks it tip.] 
Ah! takes a drink; slaps the stopper back on and throws the 
bottles down; makes a wry face.] That's queer tasting stuff, 
Ithe firing has ceased; enter Lafitte.] 

LAP. [anxiously.] Surely she could not have been so imprudent — 
[Pedro sees him; creeps up behind him; aims waveringly.] 

PED. (in choking rage.) Damn — [falls; dies; Lafitte turns; sees 
Pedro; enter cMariana.] 

MAR. Jean! [Lafitte starts; throws his cloak over Pedro's body.] 
You are not hurt? 

LAP. Not hurt, sweetheart 

MAR. And the victory? 

LAP. Is ours. I have just sent word to General Jackson. The 
British have been routed with fearful loss. 

MAR. And we? — Oh — [seeing the covered form.] Who is it? 

LAP. [solemnly] A man to whom I owe much knowledge. (Mari- 
ana takes a flower fro7n her breast, goes up to the body and places 
it upon his. 

LAP. (to some of his men who have come on.) Take this body to 
New Orleans for interment. {the men carry it away; enter 
Dominique and Bella at back.) My sweetheart this place — 

MAR. Ah, I am so proud of you! (enter Duval and T^eluche.) 

BEL. {earnt'stly to 'Duval. ^ Your broken word would be a lesser 
matter to you than your daughter's broken heart. 

BELLA. Oh, here's my cordial bottle! [picks it up.] 

DUV. {to Lafitte.) I desire, sir, to congratulate you. (shakes 
hands; Bella goes to Mariana; 'Beluche and Dominique are 
grouped together.) 

BELLA, (to [Mariana, showing her cordial bottle.') Shall we take a 
swallow, — just to settle our nerves? (Mariana smiles; takes 
the bottle; raises it. 

LAP. [comes behind her as she is about to drink, takes the bottle from 
her and throws it it aside; happily.) You need no cordial on 



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such a day as this. 

BELLA. Ah, my tonic is all wasted! [enter a messenger on horse- 
back.] 

MESS, {dismounts; bows.) General Jackson presents his thanks 
to Captain Jean Lafitte for his efficient and loyal services; 
also thanks to Captains Beluche and You, together with a 
promise to grant Captain Lafitte any pardons he may ask. 

LAP. (bozvs.) My profound acknowledgement and most respectful 
homage to General Jackson. Do you know whether the 
two men arrested at the hotel des Exiles have been executed.-* 
{Mariana goes to Lafitte' s side.) 

MESS. They have not. One of them escaped; is being traced 
now. The other will be executed in an hour. {{Mariana 
starts; puts her hand on Lafitte' s arm.) 

LAP. [placing his hand over hers] Which one escaped. 

MESS. Pedro d'Acosta. [Mariana buries her face in her hand] 

DUV. {starts.) Pedro d'Acosta arrested.? 

MESS. As a British spy. 

LAP. I shall be very much in your debt if you will use all possible 
speed in seeing the Governor and in begging him, in my name, 
to spare Don Manuel d' Acosta's life — and that of Pedro d'Acos- 
ta, if he be caught. 

MESS. I shall do so. [bows; exit.] 

MAR. (to Lafitte.) Do you think he will be in time.'' 

LAP. Yes. 

DUV. [to Bella.] Well, I will give my consent. 

BEL, On one condition: that she give up her faith in Lizbette and 
her practices. 

BELLA. Dominique told you about that, but — I promise, [exeunt 
^ella, Dominique, Duval and Beluche.] 

MAR. Do you think Pedro will be caught.? 

LAP. {lovingly.) It would not matter if he were. 

MAR. But do you think he'll be caught.? 

LAP. [kisses her.] No, sweetheart, {passes his his hand gently 
over her hair.) I don't think he'll be caught. 

CURTAIN. 



